"Mommy." Teresa walked in from outside with someone, her cold face showing a faint smile as she looked at Sabrina.

"Teresa, my precious." Sabrina kissed her daughter and then looked at the few people standing behind Teresa.

"Who are they?"

Why are there so many people with her?

These people look familiar.

"They are the people I brought to protect you, mommy." Teresa held Sabrina's hand, broke free from her embrace, and introduced the identities of the few people ...