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Chapter 287 The Sanders Retribution

Chapter 287 The Sanders Retribution

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1 looked at the woman on the ground. She had delicate features, and her eyes were especially beautiful- clear and pure, like the eyes of an animal.

She was wearing a thin silk dress, her hair messy, and she looked as panicked as a frightened deer.

I quickly knelt down to help her up and asked, "Are you okay?"

As our gazes met, something about her eyes seemed familiar, like I had seen them somewhere before. Behind me, a man's voice called out, warm with a hint of amusement, "Thank you, Mrs. Bolton. She's fine." The sound of his voice made Whitney flinch, her body trembling, and she immediately grabbed my hand. Her fingers were slender, and her palm was ice-cold. She whispered in a faint, trembling voice, "H-help me."

Instinctively, I stepped in front of her, my eyes locking onto the approaching man. It was Taylor Carlyn. "Whitney, didn't I tell you to stay in the car? Why are you out here in this cold?"

As he walked toward us, he shrugged off his coat.

He was handsome, but for some reason, every time I saw him, I felt as though I were encountering a snake.

There was something dark about him, a danger lurking beneath his charm.

"Mr. Carlyn," I asked, trying to stay calm, "What is your relationship with this young lady?"

Taylor smirked and said, "A romantic one."

"But she seems to be afraid of you."

"Maybe it's just my face. I must look frightening, he said, still smiling.

His features were undeniably attractive, but the smile sent a chill down my spine, like a predator sizing up its prey.

My skin crawled.

I tightened my grip on Whitney's hand and comforted. "Don't be scared. Did he hurt you? Do you want. me to call the police?" As 500

as soon as I mentioned the police. Taylor's pupils constricted, and the chilly air around him seemed to grow colder.

Mrs. Bolton, Whitney and I just had a small argument. She's upset with me, that's all. You're really going to involve the police?" he sighed. "Whitney, come here, don't let Mrs. Bolton misunderstand."

with struggle, and I couldn't understand what had happened

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terrified of him.

was trembling, but I couldn't tell if it was from fear or the

a stray dit named Snowflake years ago. That little,

what is your name? What

T...

his tone sharp and commanding, his eyes filled with

eyes darting between us in a torn manner. Finally, she made her

go of my hand and walking

He finally similed again.

draped his coat over her shoulders, speaking to her in a tone

bent down to scoop her up into his arms

dripping with insincerity. "Whitney is the most precious person in my life. How could I possibly hurt her?" As they brushed past me, I noticed Whitney, her eyes closed

cheek.

I didn't know what their relationship was, something

willing, why is she crying? Miss,

her fingers gripping Taylor's

before speaking in a voice barely above a whisper. 'I just remembered something sad. Thank you

turning into something more menacing. "Mrs. Bolton,

cooperating, and even if I did call the police, they would only

time made it seem like there was much more going on than they were

I decided to follow them discreetly. Taylor carried Whitney into

off right away, and the slight jolt told me exactly what was going

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and left

no shame, finding pleasure in

Were they simply a couple with

memorial hall, I saw Anna sitting next to

know about the news. Not only

and lifeless, like a puppet with

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