Chapter 91 She Was The Magic Itself

• When the cab stopped in front of the mansion, my heart raced. I immediately noticed Ezekiel’s car driving out, with Mom sitting inside the car. Without hesitation, I got out of the cab and hurried toward the mansion.
• As I stepped inside, my breath caught. The room was a mess—furniture overturned, shattered glass everywhere. My gaze fell on a smear of blood on the floor, my chest tightening in worry.
• Then, I saw him.