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.

fate of the Miller family rested in the hands of Felix,

the Millers would be cast out into

perusing a document, resting on his knee, his demeanor calm

once was seemed

this heartless, and his previous persona

chauffeur wouldn't listen to her,

"Stop the car."

slowly placed the document

do you want to

person. Ever heard of it?

getting her veiled

the driver with a calm voice,

car cto a

found it amusing how the chauffeur, who once

a deep breath and reached for the door handle, but the

need to get

closing, an unmistakable sign that there was no room

been over a month since the incident, but seeing

father's imprisonment had shaken her awake. She realized how blind

had shown his true colors long ago, but she'd mistaken it for playful flirtation, a man's pride, and hadn't

slowly taking over

prison, the remaining Millers lived at the mercy of Felix just to

woman lying over there.

you

on the document, his relaxed and breezy tone making

was raised in a gilded cage and

pitiable in front

most pitiable she'd ever been was

Her eyelashes fluttered downward.

"Please."

as hard to

that moment. Carol saw the change in his expression and knew

so-called dear cousin

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

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