Chapter 648 Force the Truth

• The room remained eerily quiet, its emptiness swallowing Lucille's words. Her voice was the only sound, ricocheting off the stark walls, a reminder of her isolation.
• Lucille's pulse quickened as a thought struck her. Her eyes widened with realization. She spun around, her gaze snapping to the camera. "Seraphina, is that you? Did you have me locked up?"
• The more she spoke, the clearer it became. This had to be the Fosters. They were behind this.