chapter 159 Chatterbox

ah..! Behind her, Linda Cutmore stamped her feet and couldn't help but cover her slightly hot cheeks. An hour later, Frank Yale fainted in the circle like a dead pig again. Linda Cutmore walked in, first glared at Frank Yale fiercely, then pointed a finger at Frank Yale's brow. A white halo merged into Frank Yale's mind, helping Frank Yale soothe his tired soul. Soon, Frank Yale woke up. ah..! Then, screams resounded throughout the stone chamber again, and Frank Yale, who had just...