Mellisa called out many times.
In her perception, Mrs. Sally is a woman who greatly cherishes her life; it can't be possible for Julian to just stomp her to death like that, can it? Although he indeed possessed incredible strength, capable of killing someone with one stomp...
"I..."
An extremely weak voice suddenly buzzed like a mosquito, and then Mellisa saw the "dead" woman open her lips, her eyes widening at the same time. Her pale face revealed a touch of a triumphant smile, "Mrs. Winsor, you guessed it right, I'm just faking death..."
"Ah! It's good that you're alright! Just good!"
Moved to tears, Mellisa hugged her tight, "Mrs. Sally, you've suffered. I didn't expect those two young ones, Julian and Sophie, who seem to have such precise instincts, already figured out your identity. I just broke into a cold sweat; you don't know... my heart raced up to my throat..."
