There was no reasoning with people like that.
In the end, Dolores Frieman might even lose control and hit someone.
Rachel Barton continued: "Well, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Watching Rachel Barton's retreating figure, Dolores felt helpless.
She really wanted to save her younger sister.
But reality was not ideal.
"Rachel,"
At this moment, Dolores suddenly called out to Rachel Barton.
Rachel turned her head.
Dolores continued: "No one knows how much I envy you. If you miss this chance to escape, you'll regret it for the rest of your life."
Having said that, Dolores turned and left.
Rachel looked at Dolores's retreating figure, frowning slightly.
Soon, the day of the 18th arrived.
At around five in the morning, Rachel was woken up by Beatrice Black.
"Honey!"
Rachel jolted awake from her dream, "Mom, what's wrong?"
Beatrice said with a smile, "Quickly put on this festive dress, there's a makeup artist coming to do your makeup later."
