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 to

the long way back so that they would

put Sylvia down on

had just gotten here, and something

big to jump off a building? The clothes she was wearing

but marvel to himself, taking in the sight of

all the tand was so used to

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

to puke

got up to clean her vomit up, helping Sylvia onto a chair and feeding her

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

are you?" Sylvia finally

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