Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

The next day at the crack of dawn, Mrs. Berry and Charlotte went looking for phones.

They bought local sim cards together with the phones. Oddly, the vendors have scruples about enabling international calls. He explained that it was due to the identification they had provided.

Mrs. Berry used all the body language she could think of but to no avail.

When Charlotte tried to communicate in English, they only shrugged their shoulders and tilted their heads.

Eventually, they sought help from their neighbor, Arthit. But he, too, said that there was nothing he could do, and there was no way they could contact their family back home.

Charlotte finally realized that if the Nacht family had trudged their way to send her here, they’d definitely cut off any possible means for her to make contact with her children.

that came with their

thought struck her. She rummaged through one of the boxes, looking for her passport, but it was gone, and so was her C Nation ID

Mrs. Berry only had T Nation’s ID cards in possession. These cards stopped

other words, the chances of leaving Coldbridge and making contact

ID cards? What happened to them?” Mrs. Berry was at sixes and sevens. She nervously asked,

“Yes, the Nacht family’.”

Why are they so callous? Not only did they send me to an alien country, but they also cut off all

that it was the Nacht family who took away our identifications?” All of a sudden, a revelation hit Mrs. Berry. “No wonder the

and hastily looked for a small box given to Charlotte

it’s

and sighed in relief at

still worried. “What are

together. Let’s wait till I’m fully recovered.” Charlotte didn’t want to live

right.” Mrs. Berry then popped back into the room and came out with a small silver box in her hands. “Spencer gave me these. They

her last word, Mrs. Berry abruptly drew her hand back in suspicion. “Wait a minute. This might not be the antidote. What if it’s