Natasha's pov

Selina quickly stepped forward and held my hand. Her voice was trembling, "How about Winson and Sasha? How are they?"

I can't tell Selina that when they were sent in, the situation was very bad.

Selina was a little worried "Natasha, please speak. Tell me that they were only slightly injured, so it's OK, isn't it?"

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I don't know."

Selina's voice was full of anxiety, "How could you not know? They were injured in your home. You saw them with your own eyes. Why didn't you know?"

Winson's father Carrison came forward, put his hands on Selina's shoulders and said, "Don't do that."

Selina gets...