Chapter 114: The Inquiry

**Thelma Zane’s POV:** I found my father in the study, engrossed in a phone conversation. Deciding not to interrupt, I waited quietly until he was free. After about ten minutes, he finally put the phone down and turned to me with a warm smile. “What’s the matter, my dear?” he asked. Gathering my courage, I replied, “It’s about Dorothy. I was hoping to discuss her situation with you.” Hesitation laced my voice, as I wasn’t sure how he would react to my proposal. “Her *Eye of Insight*—I want to ask Adele if she knows anything that could help.” My father leaned back in his chair, his expression thoughtful. “Yes, Master Mary and Tracy already informed me about Dorothy’s condition,” he said. “I’ve taken steps to communicate with the witch clan. However, I must warn you—I don’t think approaching Adele is a wise choice. We can’t trust her. If she manipulates us or gives false information, it could worsen Dorothy’s condition.” “But Father,” I protested, “we don’t have time to wait. Every