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.

Sylvia back to

Wilbur took the long way back so that they

down on the couch, shaking his

gotten here, and

big to jump off a building? The clothes she

help but marvel to himself, taking in the sight of the

to beauty like hers that Sylvia did

Sylvia had fallen from a building. Could she have just slipped and fallen because she was drunk, or was she actually trying to take her own life? Either way, he was just going to wait for Sylvia to wake up and have

slowly, and Sylvia began to puke

helping Sylvia onto a chair and

around her in a daze. "Am I in hell?" Wilbur used his spiritual sense

finally spotted

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