Barrett's expression froze as the recording continued to play.

"That was freshly boiled water, Miss Woods. I saw it with my own eyes, her neck skin blistered from the burn."

"Zoe, if I were you, I'd hurry and leave S city, hide far away..."

The volume of the recording wasn't loud, but it was clear enough.

Zoe was no fool; she knew Jacey's insistence on her accompanying her for the prenatal checkup was ill-intentioned.

Thus, before getting into the car, she had discreetly turned on her phone's recorder.

Barrett's eyes darkened, looking troubled. To hear such words from Jacey, who was always perceived as gentle and frail, was indeed unexpected....