Chapter 98
- Third Person's POV
- Priscilla's nose was already beaded with fine sweat, and with a "thud," she knelt on the ground, "Mr. Madox, Mrs. Madox, spare my life, please. I was just confused for a moment! Someone contacted me, offering me two hundred thousand to observe whether Mr. Madox is disabled, and I was bewitched."
- Brent conducted a search and retrieved Priscilla's phone, handing it over to Zoey.