Chapter 2030: Chapter 2040: Had a Nightmare
Although she thought that with Gigiâs carefree nature since childhood, she probably wouldnât be upset, she still had to mention it to Bobby just in case.
Bobby frowned, showing an impatient expression from being lectured, but he relented verbally, "I know. Iâll stop talking to her when sheâs older. Woman, youâre so annoying, does the Dubious Man next door know this?"
"Stupid and yet wonât let people speak, not speaking doesnât make you less stupid..." The rest of his words were just muttered under his breath.
Enna Clark pretended not to hear it, smiled gently, and took his hand, heading towards the office...
*
It is currently dusk on Pacifica Island.
On the large bed in the Presidential Suite, the person in their sleep seemed to be having a nightmare, continuously shaking her head, her forehead covered in fine sweat.
"No, it wasnât me... donât come over..."
"No, it has nothing to do with me. I donât know... I donât know..."
"Donât come closer, stay away from me... donât..."
She didnât know what she was dreaming about, profoundly anxious, even reaching her hand out from under the blanket, waving it as if to dispel something, and then screaming, "No... ah!"
The person on the bed abruptly sat up as they opened their eyes.
The feeling of being jolted awake from a nightmare was more uncomfortable than anything, especially sitting up so forcefully upon waking, which made it even worse.
Skye Lawrence felt as if a thousand mosquitoes were buzzing nonstop in her brain, the peripheral nerves in her mind vibrating with pain.
She bent over, covering her face with her hands, slowly waiting for this deadly sensation to pass.
The silk pajamas she wore had been soaked with sweat, the scenes from the nightmare still vivid, as if it wasnât a dream but a scene she actually experienced.
She forcefully closed her eyes, burying her head in the covers.
It couldnât be real.
It was just a dream.
Just a dream.
She convinced herself it was just a dream, but the bloody images kept appearing in her mind, no matter what she did, she couldnât shake them off.
Skyeâs breathing became rapid.
Just at this moment, the phone next to her rang.
She lifted her head, reached out to grab the phone by the bed, opened the newly received message, and suddenly, her pupils shrank to pinpointsââ
The text message sent to her phone was concise, just one simple sentence, yet it was like a knife, brutally stabbing into her heartâââIâve found the evidence.â
Just like that, not even signed. But she knew who sent it to her.
Enna Clark!
This was the private number she used, unknown to most people.
The only time she had used this number was to send a message to Enna Clark, telling her that since she had broken up with Baron, she shouldnât bother him again.
At the time, she didnât expect that one day Enna Clark would actively send a message to her using this number.
Because at that time, Enna Clark hadnât replied to her message, and she wasnât sure if Enna Clark had seen the message or knew who sent it.
It now appears that Enna Clark saw it and knew it was sent by her.
Skye Lawrenceâs beautiful eyes stared at the phone, scrolling down the message.
Besides that simple sentence that Enna Clark sent her, there was also a photo.
The photo showed an elderly person with gray hair, the background appeared to be the hospital.
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