Chapter 152: Justice Closing In
The cold room was only filled with Beatrice's laughter, as she leaned back on her luxurious couch, holding Eira's diary in her lap.
"Why don't you believe me?" Steven was mumbling to himself.
"Because this can't be true!"
"You're delusional, Beatrice…"
Beatrice smirked, flipping a page in the diary as if his words were nothing more than background noise.
"Oh, Steven," she said, her tone sounded more mocking than sympathetic. "You're such a worrier. Let me remind you—I always win."
Steven clenched his jaw, his fingers tightening into fists.
He was about to retort when his phone vibrated in his pocket.
He pulled it out, glancing at the screen. His face paled.
"I told you, check this!!!"
"What is it now?" Beatrice asked, annoyed by the interruption.
Steven hesitated, his thumb hovering over the notification.
