Chapter 404 My Chloe

Zoey's timing was so perfect that I couldn't help but wonder if Carter had sent her.

The next second, she glanced my way, winking and furrowing her brows in quick succession.

Alright, she was here for me.

Since Carter couldn't approach me himself, he sent her instead.

Zoey had always been overly friendly, previously clinging to Whitney like they'd been lifelong friends.

As a new person in the circle with no connections, she didn't raise suspicions.

Even if the Carlyn brothers found her suspicious, they couldn't figure out her motives.

To be fair, neither could I.

Still, I had to thank her for the phone she had given Whitney earlier. Without it, I wouldn't have been able to contact Carter so quickly this time.

Zoey was my lucky star.

Yael greeted her with a casual wave. "Mrs. Pearson, here to see Whitney again?"

Zoey nodded enthusiastically. "That's right! There's a high-end fashion show today, and I invited Whitney to come along. Since she's getting married soon, she might find an even better dress." "Thank you, Mrs. Pearson," Taylor interjected with a polite smile. "But Whitney's feeling unwell today and won't be able to go."

Of course, Taylor wouldn't let Whitney leave without permission, so he made up an excuse to decline.

Zoey shot back without missing a beat. "Is that so? Are you her spokesperson? She hasn't said a word-how would you know she doesn't want to go?"

I silently gave Zoey a thumbs-up in my mind.

Girl, you're amazing!

Taylor's usual tactics clearly didn't work on her.

Since her rebirth, Zoey had treated everyone as equals except for me, perhaps.

Even Carter had to give her some respect.

Watching Zoey radiating joy and confidence under the sunlight like a sunflower, I felt both happy and envious.

Even knowing her future held another untimely death, she embraced life to the fullest. Unlike me, I am constantly weighed down by the past and the future. Whitney's voice broke through my thoughts. "I want to go."

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meeting his threatening gaze

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same side. Perhaps my

three of us had faced our tragedies, but through our pain, we slowly awakened and

first to recover Under Carter's care, I was improving

was

this nightmare, but I also had to help her return to a normal girl's life, to pull her out of the darkness. Her

her compliance, was momentarily stunned

over and grabbed Whitney's hand.

Zoey cheerfully led Whitney away without a care in

Lquickly followed.

"Whitney."

methods had completely

hurried forward, blocking

Whitney. "She said she's going What's it to you? If you keep this

late at night, but here she was, adopting the tone of

fact that this man had brutally dismembered

I trod carefully around the Carlyns, she barged in, throwing punches left and right. Clearly, she had yet to experience their brand of terror. Whitney hesitated, then said softly, "I'd

demeanor tugged painfully at my

"Fine, I'll

her car and in one swift motion, pulling me

shut the door and barked at the

from the

snarkled "That was easier than I thought! Whitney I'm getting

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the moment Taylor agreed. Thoughts

years. She knew too much. There was

We can't escape. There's a chip implanted in me. It's not just for tracking-it can detonate. Worse, he has planted bombs at the Sander residence. If I run, my parents and brother will die..." No

past incidents, Josh and Kate had been turned into bait to control

yet she couldn't die. She had no choice but to drift through life

My fists clenched tightly.

the chip have audio surveillance? Can we

head. "It's an

Whitney's hand tightly as

Just being able to breathe

gestured to ask her where

know. It was implanted when I was very

to hide her sorrow, cursed under her breath. "These psychos! Whitney, you're

me, she smirked. "And you,

manage to joke at such times? She's really

called Carter. "We've got her, but Whitney has a tracking chip. We can't proceed

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