She believed that as long as she spoke, Mrs. Shannon would definitely help her.
She was convinced.
......
Country F.
In the dim basement, the air could not circulate for years, and the stagnant air was filled with a nauseating blood smell.
The woman’s screams were so piercing they were unsettling.
Sophie Sullivan followed beside Lucifer, with Gaby leisurely walking behind the two of them.
Lucifer held Sophie’s shoulder with one hand and asked worriedly, "Cecilia Branford, are you afraid?"
From the moment they entered, he noticed her slightly pale facial color and those unfocused eyes.
He could see right away that something was wrong with her.
Sophie shook her head, her voice soft and slow, each word was spoken with extreme slowness, "Lucifer, I just remembered the scene when my face was slashed back then... I can feel such fear and despair."
From childhood to adulthood, her proud family background and outstanding appearance were what she was most proud of.
Andres knew where her weaknesses were and took away everything she was proud of.
Disfigurement was even more of a devastating blow to her.
But fortunately, she survived it...
After the storm, she saw the rainbow.
That was the color of miracles...
Of course, in this, Thomas Shannon’s merit was indispensable.
She would not forget this.
Arriving in front of the room where Isabel was held, Leo knowingly opened the door, and without the heavy iron door’s barrier, the sharp and ear-piercing screams came through.
Sophie felt a little pain in her eardrums as she arrived at the doorway, where Isabel’s both hands were shackled by iron chains, and her legs barely touched the ground to support her standing.
Her hair color was not black; at that time, she had dyed it black to impersonate her.
Now, brown roots grew out from her hair, and the colors of brown and black appeared on her hair.
Hearing the noise, Isabel lifted her head.
Sophie looked at her calmly; what a terrifying face it was.
There was hardly a patch of intact skin on her face, and several wounds were deep enough to see the bone.
The black blood scabs on her face had not fallen off, and fresh blood from the wounds once again soaked the scabs.
Before approaching, Sophie already smelled the foul stench emanating from her body.
Isabel stared at Sophie’s face, continually looking, and after a while, she muttered in a daze, "It’s Cecilia Branford... Cecilia really came..."
Sophie covered her mouth and nose with one hand, her eye color slightly cold, "Isabel, it’s impressive you can still recognize me."
"Hahaha..."
Isabel laughed maniacally; she didn’t know where she found the strength, and her body started lunging forward, trying to pounce on her.
The iron chains holding her arms rang like bells with this violent movement.
One step away.
Just one step away, and she would be able to touch Sophie.
However, she was forcibly restrained by the iron chains and could not take another step forward.
"Cecilia, on what grounds do you treat me like this? On what grounds!" Isabel shouted hoarsely, her voice already cracked from yelling, unable to stop.
Gaby came to Sophie’s side, nuzzling her with his big head, and Sophie knew Gaby was comforting her.
On the day she got into trouble, Gaby was also injured.
This all had everything to do with Isabel in front of her.
Now, she questioned her on what grounds; it was truly laughable.
"On what grounds?" Sophie extended her hand, and Leo immediately handed over the knife.