The ground sloped upward, a small incline that seemed insurmountable. Perhaps the person who had hit Zoey was still lurking

somewhere up there.

Descending meant navigating through the uneven, pockmarked grass.

Rain had turned the path into a slippery mess.

But Zoey couldn't afford to care—she had to survive. The will to live burned fiercely within her.

Her life had been hard-won; she couldn't let it end so easily.

She dragged herself forward, feeling as if her bones were on the verge of coming apart.

She didn't know how long she crawled. The trail she left behind was tinged with blood, but the rain washed it away.

Tbecan unbearable weight, and eventually, she lost all sense of it, focusing only on crawling a little further, just a little

further.

Cars passed by ahead. She must be nearing the roadside, but she couldn't muster a shout.

All she wanted was for someone to save her.

Anyone would do; she just wanted to live.

In a sleek black car, Carol sat in the back, leaning against the window. Felix sat beside her, while a chauffeur drove them.

Tonight, Felix had decided to play the magnanimous role, offering Carol a chance to get sair.

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Carol's gaze caught the silhouette lying on the ground in the distance, and her brow furrowed.

"Stop the car."

The chauffeur didn't dare to stop, instead shooting a glance at Felix through the rearview mirror.

words no longer held sway. The fate of the Miller family rested

Millers would be

perusing a document, resting on his knee, his demeanor calm and collected. He had an air of sophistication that

he once was seemed

this heartless, and his previous persona was all an

chauffeur wouldn't listen to her, Carol turned to

"Stop the car."

document down, not looking at

do you want to

curled ironically. "Save that person. Ever heard of

getting

with a calm

car cto a

how the chauffeur, who once followed the Miller family's orders, now

reached for the door handle, but the

to get

eyes slowly closing, an unmistakable sign that there was no

the incident, but seeing his

imprisonment had shaken her awake. She realized how blind she had

his true colors long ago, but she'd mistaken it for playful flirtation, a man's

to him slowly taking over the

remaining Millers lived at the mercy of Felix just to maintain a

"There's a woman lying over there. I want

that how you ask for

his relaxed and breezy tone making Carol

was raised in a gilded cage and had her pride. She couldn't

in front of

again, she supposed the most pitiable she'd ever been was already

Her eyelashes fluttered downward.

"Please."

as hard

saw the change in

so-called dear

brain, and through the Miller family's connections, Carol had managed to bring in specialists

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