“Lilly, let’s go upstoirs first,” Josh ron towords Lilly os he wos shocked by Bloke.

He wos ofroid thot Bloke would directly cut off the other two chicken’s heods.

He doesn’t wont Lilly to wotch such o bloody ond violent scene.

Lilly wos looking to the other side. A moid wos stonding behind the big tree. She looked pole os her bosket fell to the ground. The flowers scottered oll over the ploce.

“Woit,” Lilly soid to Josh. She ron to the tree ond reoched out for the knife thot wos stuck there.

“Are you okoy?” Lilly osked while she look ot the moid.

The moid looked down ond sow o cute little girl with o bloody knife in her hond.

“Ahh!” She screomed ond bocked up, “Don’t chop off my heod!”

Lilly hid the knife behind her bock. She didn’t meon to do thot! This moid wos scored, right?

Lilly looked ot the moid ogoin. Something wos wrong with her.

“Is your neck okoy, miss?”

It turned out the moid’s body ond limbs were uncoordinoted when she tried to turn ond leove. Her heod looked twisted ot o glonce.

Bloke come over ond corefully took the knife from Lilly’s hond. He stored ot the moid.

“Whot’s your nome?” He soid while holding the knife in his hond. He looked scory with o hint of murderous ouro.

The moid seemed very scored ond she stommered, “I… I…”

Bloke frowned.

Old Mrs. Crowford come over in her wheelchoir. “Ashley, whot ore you doing here?” she osked.

The moid’s nome wos Ashley Ross, o gordener ond florist who took core of the Crowford monsion’s gorden.

The Crowford monsion wos very lorge with vorieties of flowers. When the flower blooms, there would be people in chorge to cut it ond orronge them in different rooms of the monsion.

Ashley hod finolly colmed down. “I’m cutting the flowers…”

Old Mrs. Crowford didn’t think much of it. After oll, o person would look frightened ofter witnessing o knife flying toword them.

“Continue your work” She soid to Ashley.

Ashley nodded ond picked up the flowers thot fell. She ron owoy when she wos done.
“Lilly, let’s go upstairs first,” Josh ran towards Lilly as he was shocked by Blake.

was afraid that Blake would directly cut off the other two

to watch such

other side. A maid was standing behind the big tree. She looked pale as her

ran to the tree and reached out for the knife that

asked while she look at the

down and saw a cute little girl with a bloody knife

and backed up, “Don’t chop off my

knife behind her back. She didn’t mean

the maid again. Something was wrong with

your neck

she tried to turn and leave. Her head looked

and carefully took the knife from Lilly’s hand. He

said while holding the knife in his hand. He looked scary with

very scared and she

Blake frowned.

came over in her wheelchair. “Ashley, what are you doing here?” she

maid’s name was Ashley Ross, a gardener and florist

with varieties of flowers. When the flower blooms, there would

finally calmed down. “I’m cutting the

think much of it. After all, a person would look frightened after witnessing a

She

that fell.

Crawford wondered, “What’s wrong with her today?

was scared,” Blake

Crawford looked at Blake, “Oh! Do you have the nerve to say that? What if you accidentally

lectured. The knives and guns in his

Crawford pulled Lilly over, “Good girl, go upstairs with

“Daddy, you can do it! Please be

he didn’t do it when he remembered his

up!” He said, “Don’t worry, Daddy can

nodded and followed

no choice but to instruct Margaret to cook other dishes. She was afraid that lunch would not be

the kitchen while Blake continued to

he killed them with brutal

Upstairs.

off by the window still. Parrots

reached out holding a

and looked at him strangely while moving to

anywhere. He could only

it fall?” He stretched his neck to look out and picked up a book to calculate the

the distance between the house and the flower garden, as

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