"Hmm."
Mrs. Hanks admitted reluctantly, "The past is unbearable to revisit. Toyed with by women, abandoned by men, and unable to protect my own child... I've tasted all the vicissitudes of human relationships..."
At this point, she wiped the corners of her eyes, paused in sorrow, her face twisted in conflict, as if she had fallen into a vortex of past sufferings...
Watching her, Sophie Foster couldn't help feeling a trace of sympathy. Could she possibly be lying or deceiving?
And then.
Mrs. Hanks suddenly looked up, staring intensely at her, and said, "When the time comes, you will naturally learn the whole truth. For now, you just need to understand one thing—that before Julion Johnsons appears, you have to eliminate your biggest competitor, Isabella Lindsey, oh, no, I mean Cherline Lindsey."
"Cherline Lindsey?" Sophie Foster was still a bit confused. Was it the same person?
