No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 809

The old station wagon was a treasure trove of cherished memories for the

Wagner family, yet it also marked the beginning of Dustin's simmering resentment towards his parents and Conrad. I was certain that Dustin would have tied Conrad up here.

As I made my way toward the car, I noticed that the dust on the side of the door had been disturbed.

I was right.

"Conrad,” I called out to him while trying to open the door.

But it was locked, and no amount of tugging would budge it.

I wiped away the dust from the window and peered inside, spotting Conrad tied up

and unconscious in the backseat.

"Conrad, Conrad..." I called his name again.

There was no response; he was clearly knocked out.

Dustin had really gone off the deep end to do something like this to Conrad.

Going back for the keys was not an option. I scanned the garage and spotted a fire extinguisher in the corner. I grabbed it and swung it hard against the car window.

glass; even after two

too much force, mindful of

a familiar

family nanny rushing over. "Let

it against the window with determined force. After two hits, the glass cracked

in the glass, reaching

wake up, wake up," I urged, shaking

fluttered before he slowly opened his

sitting position and untied the ropes

be planning something for Uncle's funeral..." I began to say, but footsteps echoing in

and it seemed Fanny

I gestured for him to stay put while

faint smile playing on his lips. "Felicia, you never

don't you see how far you've fallen?" I

to exploit his

it was beyond inhumane.

if you've figured out

It's not

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me lacking humanity; it's about them never treating me