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Chapter 2467
After Mrs. Wiens got the phone, she pressed the power button and was prompted to enter
the password.
“Do you know your sister’s password?” Mrs. Wiens asked.
“Sister’s birthday.” Giselle said.
After Mrs. Wiens successfully entered the password, she handed the unlocked phone to
Elliot: “Mr. Foster, the password is 0416.”
Elliot took the phone.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“There are no cards in it.” Giselle said timidly.
Elliot looked at her and asked, “Where’s the card?”
“My elder brother didn’t have the card when he gave it to me. I don’t know where the card
went.” Giselle said cautiously.
She knew that the card was thrown by the eldest brother, but she couldn’t say that.
The elder sister was dead, so Giselle couldn’t cause the elder brother to had an accident.
Elliot held the phone, thought for a moment, and said to Mrs. Wiens, “I want to talk to your
daughter alone.”
Mrs. Wiens’s face changed drastically: “Mr. Foster, my youngest daughter is still in high
school. She goes to school every day and doesn’t know anything about the family, she…”
“Since she doesn’t know anything, why are you panicking? She doesn’t know, so what else
can I ask?” Elliot retorted.
Mrs. Wiens twitched her mouth and explained: “I’m just afraid that you will scare my
daughter. My daughter is young and timid…”
“Before your eldest daughter died, you should also think that your eldest daughter is
small, timid, right?” Elliot sneered, “I really want to deal with you, so I don’t need to waste
so much talking.”
Giselle sensed the danger, and immediately mustered up the courage to speak to her
mother: “Mom, I’m not afraid. You can go out!”
Mrs. Wiens sighed anxiously, and then walked out of her daughter’s room.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmElliot closed the door, and looked at Giselle with eagle-like eyes.
“What did your sister tell you before she committed suicide?”
Giselle’s hands and palms were sweaty. She pursed her lips, hesitating between speaking
and not speaking.
“Did you send an e-mail?” Elliot continued, “Tell me everything you know. Otherwise…”
“It was the e-mail that my sister asked me to send. The audio was my sister’s.” Giselle
said, “Mr. Foster, my sister not only asked me to help her send emails, but also let me
study hard and leave the house in the future.”
Elliot: “Nothing else?”
Giselle nodded sharply: “What am I really? I don’t know. Please spare my family!”
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