“Mister…” Aurelia’s voice was shaky. “May I know what ‘people like us’ are like to you?”

Neil’s disdainful attitude and despising gaze made him a completely different person from the man who saved her from the police just now. Something sharp seemed to have pierced the pink bubble within her as it burst.

Yeah, “people like her” must not be worthy of a glance from him.

“Ms. Chilton, don’t be upset,” Cordelia said gently, “Fredric’s our friend, and we’re worried for him now that he got into danger. The entire matter feels suspicious too, so we hope you can tell us the truth.”

Aurelia bent down to pick up the metal box on the floor and held it close to her.

What truth did she have to tell? She had repeated the truth thousands of times, but they did not believe her!

“Acting mute again?” Neil raised his voice, gripping her arm.

Aurelia gasped in pain. She barely knew him for the day, but he had already grabbed her arm so many times that there was already a mark.

“Why do you think I covered for you in front of the police?” Neil gritted his teeth. “If you don’t tell the truth, I swear you’ll end up worse than in the police station!”

of me!” Aurelia struggled with reddened

people with an unwavering gaze. They were rich and influential and had a high status. The difference between these people and her was like heaven

kill her, right? What had she done

Fredric back to the basement and treat his wound the night they met? Should she have let him bleed to death on the street filled with

shook out of fear

nomad lady was right. These people with status were all

was on the ground covered in blood! I took him home, stopped his bleeding, and dressed his wound. I even bought anti-inflammatory and antipyretic for him and fed him bread and milk! I’ve done my best to take care of him. What else do you want

I’ve been living in the basement since I could remember. My father was a drug addict, and my mother was

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different countries. They aren’t registered, and so

immigrants can be sent back to their home

so big, but there’s no place

go and crouched on the floor

herself to be a kind soul but had still taken the risk of being caught by the police

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