Chapter 772

On the rooftop terrace of the seventeenth floor, the night wind whipped around, stinging Fanny's face.

She was blindfolded, her hands and feet bound, and all she could sense was the relentless wind.

"Where am I?" she asked, feeling a bit dizzy.

She realized she had been drugged, but she didn't know who had done it or

where she was. Judging by the force of the wind, she was definitely somewhere

high up.

But no one answered her.

Was she alone here, with nothing but the wind for company?

about to ask again, the sudden clatter of a beer can hitting the

turned toward the

footsteps approaching, slow and

gripped her as she instinctively tried to

fall right off," a man's voice cut through the

Fanny felt around her perch, her fingers brushing against what seemed to be the edge of a ledge. The realization hit her

dare, not knowing how close to the edge she might

to remain calm, she addressed the man now standing before her, "Who are you?

me why?" The man's voice

vaguely familiar, like

the man spoke again, "You people killed my wife and

Fanny like a

under investigation. They hadn't caused any disturbances, leading

hospital had

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