"Just temporary." Isabella Lindsey said in a deep voice.
"..." Julian Johnsons smiled wickedly, with an aura of coldness, "Her pretending-to-be-dead kung fu is impressive, don't you think?"
"You and I have the same feeling, she's not an ordinary person." Isabella Lindsey stared straight ahead, her expression solemn.
"Then my feeling is, that Mama Lindsey hasn't left this world yet, what about you?" Julian Johnsons curled his lips arrogantly, observing her reaction.
"..." Isabella Lindsey was silent for a moment, then spoke softly, "I don't know, but I hope this is the best outcome."
"Is that so?"
Julian Johnsons suddenly stopped the car, pulled over to the side of the road, turned his head, and his deep eyes, like a sea, pierced into her, revealing everything, "You're lying."
"...I'm not." Isabella Lindsey flatly denied, "Where did I lie? She is my mother, don't I hope she is safe and sound?"
