In Folktown, at the Mansion of the Symons family.
"No entry!"
A shout echoed from the master bedroom on the second floor.
The servant standing at the door shuddered, almost dropping the cup in her hands.
The door was half open, yet no one dared to go in. The faces of several servants were pale. They glanced at each other, yet no one had the courage to step forward.
Just as the group was at a loss, the sound of high heels clicking on the floor echoed from the corridor, followed by a sharp, cold voice. "What's going on?"
Upon hearing the voice, the servants standing aside moved a step back, respectfully calling out, "Madam."
"What kind of madness is she into now?" The woman's voice was tinged with disgust, as she asked displeasedly.
The maid standing closest to the woman tried to reduce her voice and began, "The young miss seems to have relapsed..."
She didn't dare to utter the word 'illness' in full hence it got stuck in her throat.
Before the maid could finish, the woman coldly huffed, "If she is sick, just send her to the hospital!"
"But... what about the Mister..." The maid's words trailed off again.
Upon hearing this, the woman sighed helplessly, then sternly ordered, "Then just keep an eye on her. If she runs off again, I won't let you off easy!"
The servants nodded hurriedly, "Yes, Madam."
Once they responded, they turned around rushing away, swiftly disappearing around the corner of the stairs.
The woman stood hesitating at the door for a while, but didn't go in, she directly turned around and left.
Inside the room, a girl around 20 was sitting on the carpet, barefoot, wearing a long T-shirt and a pair of shorts. Her long hair covered her face.
If the seaweed-like hair were lifted, a pretty face would be revealed.
With thick eyebrows, big eyes, and fair skin, her eyes seemed to hold many shining stars, incredibly beautiful.
After the noise outside gradually faded, the girl moved, her hand propped on the bed to stand up.
It's widely circulated that the Miss of the Symons family became insane three years ago, her beauty ruined, each time she had an episode, she was like a devil...
It was said that the Symons family, afraid of losing face, did not send their Miss to a mental hospital but kept her confined at home.
But no one knows how pretty she actually is.
Sabrina, befitting her name, one could not find such a pretty girl in the whole of Folktown.
But since three years ago, Sabrina had secluded herself in the Symons family, never stepping out the door, becoming the talk of the town—the lunatic...
After the outside became completely quiet, Sabrina then walked towards the door, opened it, the lights in the corridor had been turned off, and her hand on the door handle tightened immediately.
She was afraid of the dark, very afraid.
But tonight, she had to go out once.
She took her phone out of her pocket, turned on the light, and then went downstairs barefoot.
Half an hour later...
Sabrina changed out of her long T-shirt, and tied up her long hair high, with a delicate makeup look and a lollipop in her mouth.
She wore a black leather jacket on her upper body, a pair of tight leather pants down, and a pair of Martin boots on her feet, appearing extremely aloof.
"Sabrina, this game is different from the previous ones. All the participants are well-known people in Folktown, can you handle it?" The woman standing next to Sabrina whispered.
Sabrina turned her face and glanced at the woman, laughed a bit, "Hua-sis, what are you afraid of? It's not you who are going up."
Sara chuckled, "You kid, I'm just worried about you."
Sabrina broke the lollipop in her mouth, chewed a few times and swallowed it. Then she turned to look at Sara, asking, "How much is the stake?"