Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 668

As she closed her eyes wearily, a familiar voice suddenly echoed in her ears. “Miss... You need to live... on...”

Mrs. Berry's voice was joined by the sweet voices of her dear children.

“Mommy! Mommy! We'll wait for you to come home!”

Charlotte slowly opened her eyes once more to meet the sight of her father's silhouette looming above her in the skies as if giving her words of comfort. “Lottie, please live on... Please live a happy life without me...”

The voices of her family seemed to warm her heart, imparting the powerful strength of hope into her veins, pushing her to fight against the Grim Reaper.

She blinked and sluggishly clenched her hands into fists.

Flames of hatred burned in her bloodshot eyes.

You want me dead? No way!

I'm going to survive this! And make all of you pay!

With willpower alone, Charlotte pushed herself up and crawled toward her right.

There was a phone lying on the ground, which was left by Sharon. Its screen was still flashing.

the phone, blood oozed from her knees and elbows. Her ivory gown

Nothing was going to stop her from grabbing her lifebuoy in the bottomless, treacherous

phone with her blood-covered hands, she dialed the number that had been

trapped in a dead-end, call this number, and your guardian angel shall descend from

I shall

Doo! The phone rang

through. “Hello?” A baritone voice resounded

Isabella's daughter... I'm in Coldbridge... Save me...

her last breath, Charlotte uttered those words. The next moment, her head crashed straight

moment, Arthit returned with a group

still glimmering on the ground. The call only ended when the tires of the ambulance ran

With that, Sharon's phone

from the heavens. The darkness that shrouded the terrain below seemed to parallel the unbreakable spell of the

to the paramedics, “How is she? Is she

is worrying... and

those words, Arthit's expression turned grim, and he hurriedly made a call to relay the events that

then sprinted to find Spencer

study room to discuss some follow-up matters. Out of the blue, their bodyguard burst into the room, yelling,