Chapter 1799
Aside from the music box, there was no card, so Magdalen had no idea who'd sent it.
Curious, Magdalen cradled the little object in her hands, wondering who would gift her such thing? Those who knew her were aware that she didn't have an artistic side in her.
The moment she picked up the music box, it sprung to life, playing a short piano tune. The display showed that the melody lasted only ten seconds.
A ten-second countdown accompanied each note, each second marked by a soft ‘ding’.
Estelle watched the music box intently until the tune had passed its halfway point. Suddenly, her expression changed dramatically as she lunged towards Magdalen.
Everyone else seemed to catch on, their faces paling in terror as they backed away.
Even Kevin widened his eyes, instinctively retreating by a couple of steps.
Magdalen was taken aback by everyone's reaction. Suddenly, Estelle dashed forward and snatched the music box from her hands.
With swift and agile movements, Estelle ran a few steps, forcefully throwing the music box towards a large window. She then tackled Magdalen to the ground, yelling, "Get down!"
With a deafening ‘boom’, the music box exploded upon contact with the glass, the entire building trembling in the aftermath. The shattered glass sparkled like fireworks, the room filled with dust and smoke. Two dressers near the window were blown back, crashing into the wall.
It wasn't until a while later that the room quieted down. People from the lower floors rushed up, their eyes widening in shock at the sight of the destruction. They hurried to hetp the injured.
“Ella!"
Magdalen's voice trembled as she looked at Estelle, "Are you okay?"
Estelle, numb from the shock, slowly stood up, helping Magdalen to her feet, "I'm fine. Check on the others, are they hurt?"
“Magdalen!” Kevin rushed over, panic in his voice, “Magdalen, are you okay?"
"It’s nothing serious!” Estelle set down her clothes, asking, "Any leads?"
Magdalen shook her head, "They said the package was sent from abroad, but how did it pass through customs with explosives inside?"
Estelle's expression grew cold, “There's a type of explosive that's liquid. It solidifies after forty-eight hours and can then be detonated. It's probably that“
Magdalen felt a chill run down her spine, "Who wants me dead?"
Estelle asked, "Should we tell Morrison?"
After a moment's thought, Magdalen responded, "I'll look into it myself for now. If he finds out, he'll probably keep me locked up until the wedding. I'll be extra cautious these next few days.
Estelle nodded, "Your company's hostesses are reliable. Have them stay with you during this time"
As the two spoke, Kevin was helping bandage people's wounds. Hearing Magdalen's words, a thoughtful look crossed his face.
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