"Polly..." Grace Yates hadn't managed to call the person back before Polly Sutton left.
Prima Lynn came out of the ward, intending to find someone, and immediately saw the woman leaning against the wall.
"Polly Sutton." Prima Lynn spoke in a cold voice.
"I've been waiting for you for a while, looks like the person you're working with isn't much, took so long to stop Victor." Polly Sutton said leisurely.
Grace Yates listened to Polly Sutton's unmistakably altered tone, one that resembled Victor intensely.
"Waiting for me? Waiting for me to kill you?" Prima Lynn looked at Polly Sutton with eyes filled with venom, without any concealment.
"Finally peeled off this skin." Polly Sutton supported herself on the wall, sitting down on the bench, "I think I'm someone who can quite effectively comfort myself, but there's one thing I can never forgive myself for, and that's bringing you out of that dungeon."
At the mention of the dungeon, Prima Lynn's emotions visibly changed.
