'Who just chuckled?'
The question lingered on everyone's minds, and even Mother Theresa was shocked. She couldn't get why the people were still not taking her seriously.
"You dare to chuckle in this situation? How dare you? Do you not know what is going on? You will die without my help." She fixed her gaze on Iris, because she heard her chuckle just now.
"Iris...?" Cyrina's lips trembled as she watched Iris take her seat as if she wasn't trying to die on her just now.
Even Hector had to blink many times to ensure his eyes were not seeing things.
"You…" Cyrina could easily be described as a deflated balloon. She stomped her foot angrily and plopped onto the seat beside Iris in anger and frustration. She was so tense just now that she was even willing to kneel down and beg the old hag.
How on earth was she to know that Iris was pretending all along?
