Evelyn Bright's eyes were wide with terror, desperately retreating backward.
Her mouth had been cut by Orlando Lucas and Sebastian Lucas VII, and after being taken away by the police, they had originally stitched it up.
But now, in extreme panic and cries, the wound had burst open, flesh turned up, erupting in a bloom of blood.
"Mmm... mm..."
Even though her tongue was still there, without her lips, she couldn't cover her gums. Whenever she tried to speak even slightly forcefully, pain shot through her lips.
Aidan Lucas's lips curved, slicing through the cold basement air.
He looked at the terrified and helpless Evelyn Bright, and said coldly, "Bring a mirror, the bigger the better."
Before long, his subordinate brought in a mirror over a meter wide, half a person's height, from outside.
Following Mr. Lucas's line of sight, they placed the mirror before Evelyn Bright with tacit understanding.
