On the phone, there was only a beeping sound.
Maimai felt her body go limp, collapsing onto the ground, her mind in a haze, unable to think.
Cold sweat trickled down her back and forehead.
Is this a prank? Has something really happened to Sheng Sheng?
These two questions lingered in her mind, but she couldn't find an answer.
She reopened the multimedia message and, upon seeing the picture, let out a piercing scream that startled Sister A and the assistant, prompting them to rush in.
"Selena, what's going on?"
Maimai raised her head, her expression was extremely pale.
She held up her phone, handing it to Sister A, her voice trembling and her lips cold: "Sister A, Sister A, tell me, is this real, is it real?"
"Someone called me just now, saying Sheng Sheng is in their hands, and I need to get to Miami within 24 hours. Tell me, is this real, or a trap, or a scam?"
She tried hard to calm herself down but couldn't.
The assistant looked at the photo and let out a small scream.
