Viola was about to take action.
But a hand reached past Viola's ears and directly hoisted Zachary Mayhew up.
She glanced back slightly.
Then saw the man's side profile.
And then a deep voice came.
"Hurry upstairs, I'll handle this."
Without time to think, Viola hurried upstairs.
As she reached the staircase, she heard Rachel's banging on the door in the air, "Viola, I'm here! I'm here!"
These days, Rachel had been locked upstairs.
Never gone downstairs.
Viola quickened her pace and arrived at the third floor, only to find a security door installed, locked with several locks.
"Rachel, don't worry, I'm going to take you home right away."
"Viola!"
Apart from Viola's name, Rachel couldn't say anything else right now.
Tears streaming down her face.
Without the key, there was no way to open the door. Viola frowned slightly and took a black hairpin from her hair.
Inserted the hairpin into the lock.
Just a gentle nudge like that.
Click.
The first lock was opened.
