As he rose upwards, Wilbur caught the black dot, or more precisely, the person. A lady. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Right before Wilbur landed on the ground, he stuck out a leg and pushed himself sideways from a balcony to land on an empty alley behind the hotel.

In Wilbur's arms then was a dazed-looking woman who reeked of alcohol.

Actually, she even looked a little familiar.

Wilbur took a closer look at the lady. She looked a bit like one of Galloria's biggest celebrities, Sylvia Ronan.

Despite not paying much attention to the media, Sylvia was a big enough star who had appeared in the biggest headlines enough times for Wilbur to remember her.

Was it suicide? Wilbur was a little confused.

he carried Sylvia back

at night, and Wilbur took the long way

put Sylvia down on the couch,

just gotten here,

have troubled a celebrity this big to jump off a building? The clothes she was wearing

to himself, taking in the

the tand was so used to beauty like hers that Sylvia did not stir anything in

why Sylvia had fallen from a building. Could she have just slipped and fallen because she was drunk, or was she actually trying to take

by slowly, and Sylvia began to puke

huffed exasperatedly. He got up to clean her vomit up, helping Sylvia onto a chair and feeding her a large glass of water. At

around her in a daze. "Am I in hell?" Wilbur used his spiritual sense to cast the 'Infinite Linguist'

you?" Sylvia finally spotted

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