Chapter 616 Shut Up Wretch
- At the sound of Cecelia's desperate plea, Avery's heart skipped a beat. The oil pastel she held slipped from her grasp, falling to the ground.
- Without pausing to retrieve it, she anxiously inquired, “Cecelia, where are you right now? What happened? Quickly send me your location!”
- “I... I'm at...” Cecelia's voice sounded breathless, as if she had been running frantically on the road.