"Cynthia, I believe in you!" Charlotte concluded, patting Cynthia on her shoulder.
Cynthia was not sure how to react to that.
Cynthia decided to remind Charlotte. "Ms. Johnson, I found this method by searching through old journals. I don't know if it will work. If it does not, then we'll have to resort to extracting all your blood. If that happens..."
She glanced at Charlotte.
Before she could finish her sentence, Charlotte covered her mouth.
"Stop saying those things. Nothing will go wrong. I'm born lucky, so I will definitely be fine. Everything will go smoothly, and we will all live happily ever after," insisted Charlotte.
She added, "Cynthia, believe in me. I once dreamed that I was Aragorn in my past life."
Cynthia was speechless.
