Lawrence Winters felt a flutter in her heart, but her smile became even sweeter.
She tilted her head towards Mrs. Blythe, as if she found it amusing or didn't quite understand her meaning.
Mrs. Blythe, however, stopped speaking to her and, together with Mr. Blythe, bowed to all the participants in the room, saying, "We are relying on everyone... Please, save our daughter!"
Mrs. Blythe straightened up, looked at Lawrence full of hope, and repeated, "Please... Please help us!"
Lawrence Winters discreetly moved the hand holding the small paper ball behind her back, nodded lightly, and said, "We are here precisely to help you, don't worry, just tell us what's going on."
Mrs. Blythe seemed as if a weight had finally been lifted from her heart, and her smile appeared.
She quickly said, "Okay, okay! We'll tell you what's happening!"
The host invited Mr. and Mrs. Blythe to sit down.
Only then did the couple's gaze move to Alice Blythe, who was still lying motionless on the bed.
