Chapter 493 Sense of Death

Cara's lips turned pale, and beads of cold sweat formed on her forehead, trickling down like tiny streams and dampening the strands of hair at her temples, sticking them to her cheeks.

She quickly grabbed Mia's arm, stopping her from making another call. "Mia, Ms. Sanchez probably has her phone on...

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