Chapter 151 - Master (1/2)
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Irene hung up the phone. Following that, Lauren heard Irene and the man outside opening the doors of the other rooms. She had no idea what they were doing.
A few minutes later, Lauren heard the sound of moving cages.
The cages made a loud, ear-piercing noise as they collided with each other and were dragged to the ground.
Lauren remembered that they had said yesterday that they were going to get some things done today. It sounded like they were about to start now.
But Lauren did not know how she was going to peek. After all, the door to her room could be opened at any time.
If she unlocked the cage now, she would not be able to lock the cage door in time if someone came in.
As a result, Lauren could only continue sitting inside the cage.
The sound of moving the cage continued for a few minutes before it stopped. Then, the basement door opened again.
“Aunt Irene.” It turned out to be the woman who came yesterday.
After that, the woman greeted the master.
“I’ve brought all these pendants over. There’s a total of six, right?”
“Yes, there’s a total of six.”
‘Wait a minute? Pendants? Is this a drama series?’
Lauren was a little confused.
Over at Pauline’s side, the souls of the living dead were placed in the pendants. Could it be that Irene was doing the same thing?
Lauren really wanted to know what was going on outside.
So, after struggling for a long time, she took out her butterfly mirror from her pocket dimension.
Before she released the butterflies, she specifically whispered to the butterflies, telling them not to fly out and to just look under the door.
They would definitely attract attention if they flew out.
The butterflies were also very obedient. As expected, they only flew under the door.
A row of butterflies gathered at the door. The little light that came through the door was blocked by the butterflies.
Lauren took out the lighter-like object from the day before. She pressed it and it emitted a weak light.
Lauren used the light to look at the scene in the mirror.
Since the angle of the butterflies was rather strange, Lauren could not see their faces clearly from this angle. She could only see the position of their thighs downward.