Yvette felt so shocked that all the blood in her body seemed to be quickly disappearing.
She stared at those eyes, and her lips squirmed a few times before she called out a name.
"Emilie!"
Yvette, on the other hand, said that name with a bit of hatred in her teeth.
This vicious woman who had beaten her baby to death in her belly had actually appeared!
"Not bad. You can even recognize me like this."
Emilie laughed. Her voice was coarse and hoarse as if her throat had been scalded by a pair of tongs. It was especially terrifying on this deep night.
She wore a large hat that covered half of her face, and she also wore a mask.
Emilie did not expect Yvette to be able to recognize her in the first place.
Yvette's heart was in turmoil, her finger bones turning white to almost transparent from the force.
She looked at Emilie and gritted her teeth. "You actually dare to stand in front of me!"