Gloria cocked her eyebrows and went on, "I am here for my cousin. Nothing wrong, right?"
Nydia laughed out loud immediately. "I can see the wickedness in your eyes."
Gloria appeared calm and steady with a smiling face. "Let's go."
Raising her eyebrows, Nydia walked behind Gloria.
At this moment, Claude was in Angela's room.
This was a medical center for mental patients after all. Worrying that her daughter got depressed or did something to hurt herself, Martha had been with her all the time.
Both the mother and the daughter fixed their eyes on Claude, who was wearing a gloomy face.
Angela, who had been silent for a long time, finally opened her mouth when she heard the news, "Why? Why does it have to be Gloria? We don't know what she'll do in the future."
Martha didn't look well. Casting a glance at Claude, she said in a low, cold voice, "We can't allow Gloria to develop her power like this. If so, we'll be doomed."