Beatrice suddenly felt a little wronged and she was about to explain.
“Brother, I don’t mean that. Actually, I want to make money to…”
Before she finished speaking, she gasped in shock at the thunder outside.
A flash of lightning flashed, followed by a deafening roar.
“Ah, no, no!”
Beatrice screamed, her heart pounding like a drum and tears struggling to overflow from her eyes.
Harold frowned, picked her up, put her on the sofa and patted her back.
“I’m here.”
This was Beatrice’s biggest fear. Her father was captured on this stormy night and her mother became crazy at that time and even drugged her to take her to die with her.
Before, she cried and lost her voice countless times in the night of thunder and lightning because of fear.
Now, with Harold’s words, Beatrice’s heart suddenly calmed down.
But less than two minutes later, the harsh ringtone made her heart, which had just relaxed, rose again.
Sure enough, Viola’s anxious voice came from the other side, with bursts of crying.
“Harold, it’s dark at home and I always feel like there’s someone outside. I’m so scared. Can you come and accompany me?”