Chapter 561 Luther Donovan

A dagger gleamed coldly in Silas's hand, its sharp edge reflecting the dim light. Anna's heart pounded, but she forced herself to stay calm. Pointing at a nearby security camera, she said, "If you kill me, you won't get away with it."

Silas hesitated, his grip tightening around the hilt before he instinctively sheathed the dagger.

Seizing the moment, Anna turned and bolted in the opposite direction without looking back.

Now she understood why Taylor had insisted she train in self-defense and endurance. Today, that training was finally paying off.

Though she hadn't practiced in two years, her muscle memory kicked in, propelling her forward at an impressive speed.

Silas was momentarily stunned. The frail-looking girl was surprisingly fast-within seconds, she had already gained a significant lead.

He stood there, torn between chasing after her and tending to Wisteria's injury.

Wisteria, seething with rage, pressed a hand to her bleeding head and stomped her foot. "Damn it! What are you standing there for? Go after her!"

"But your injury-"

"I'm not dying! Just don't let her escape!"

"Okay."

Silas immediately took off after Anna.

She ran as fast as she could, her heartbeat growing erratic. It had been years since she last had an episode, thanks to her medication, but now the symptoms were creeping back.

Her breaths came in short gasps, her legs weakening with each step. A wave of dizziness washed over her, but she couldn't afford to slow down.

She wanted to run toward a crowd, but this was a private estate-deserted at this hour, with no sign of people or buildings in sight.

Silas was closing in.

Anna knew she couldn't afford to take chances. Just then, a black car appeared, rolling out from a nearby driveway.

This was it.

If she fell into Silas and Wisteria's hands, she was as good as dead. This might be her only shot at survival.

Without hesitation, she sprinted into the road.

The car screeched to a stop.

Anna yanked open the door and scrambled inside, paying no mind to the startled driver.

backseat, a medical journal in his hands. He looked up in surprise as she practically collapsed

"You-"

help me. That man is trying to

frowned at the absurdity of the situation but didn't push her out of the car. Instead, he gestured to the

"Drive."

She managed to whisper a faint "Thank you" before everything

she found herself lying in a hospital

sunlight streaming through the window,

man, sitting beside her,

the warm light, giving him an

closing his book and

"You ...

saved me?"

a heart condition. Running

She felt much better now. "Thank you. What's your

"Luther Donovan."

She hesitated, then quickly

glanced at her. "Where's your family? You didn't have a

They were in the same city. Taylor wasn't around, but if she returned to the Sander Residence, she could warn them about

perfect opportunity. She hesitated for

as the words left

ет

years flooded her mind-along with the image of that gravestone

know

"What's wrong?"

clenched the blanket tightly in her fists. Taylor had always been good

just stand by and watch Ethan and Chloe

nothing. Hey, could you help me contact the

could finish,

breathing heavily as if he had sprinted

"Whitney."

the next second, he rushed forward and pulled her

trembling-he was shaken, and even his voice sounded

sorry. I was

worry. Luther

Taylor turn to look at Luther. He nodded gratefully. "Thank

"Don't mention it."

closed the book he had been reading. Taylor's gaze dropped to the bracelet

to take care of, so I'll

turned to Taylor, curiosity in her

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