Chapter 249 The Conspiracy

The "ghost" on the screen pointed at the red wall, and the black nails were particularly conspicuous on her ghastly pale skin. "This is the sap of all the red flowers I found."

It sounded like she was talking to herself, but Cordelia knew she was asking for an explanation.

But when looking down and seeing the marks on her wrists tied by the rope and recalling the endless bumps in the road, Cordeli