Cathy stopped in her tracks. She had no idea Shirley's hearing would be this good.

Shirley could tell that the person approaching her was Cathy and not Adam.

Cathy could no longer sense the usual arrogance and disdain in Shirley's tone; her tone had a hint of sincerity instead.

Cathy continued walking towards Shirley. "What would you like me to do for you?"

Shirley opened her eyes slowly. Her eyes, though smiling, were stained by a moist, red tint.

"It's very simple. You just have to accompany me somewhere. The condition is you can’t let Adam know."

A place where Adam was not allowed to know about.

Cathy felt uneasy about this.

In response to Cathy's hesitation, Shirley demanded, "Do you want to save Madeline or not?”

“What?”

"She's in a coma, no different from a living corpse. Do you want her to be like this for the rest of her life?"

Upon listening to Shirley, Cathy, worried, furrowed her brows. "Didn't you say that this poison wouldn't cause death? Besides, you're i