Chapter 105 The Masked Man Has a Problem

Vivian Donovan really disliked the photo and wanted to delete it, but the next moment Bernard Jacobson snatched her phone away. "Fine, I'll take it for you." He took the phone away, letting Vivian Donovan take a photo of herself alone. Then he showed the photo to Vivian Donovan, who nodded in satisfaction, but flipping through the album, she asked, "What about the photo from before?" "Deleted." The man, carrying an umbrella, walked ahead, saying casually. "Okay, deleted it is deleted, it wasn't good anyway." Vivian Donovan muttered, then set the photo Bernard Jacobson took as her phone's wallpaper. ... Night, lightning flashed and thunder roared, a torrential downpour ensued. Vivian Donovan lay in bed, wide awake, staying up until four or five in the morning before finally falling asleep. "Vivian Donovan, Vivian Donovan, something's happened! Get up, get up!" Vivian Donovan, who was dreaming, was woken up by Meya Huxley's gentle nudges. Still groggy, she asked, "What's wrong?