Chapter 8

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Natalie's foot burned with an agonizing pain as she started to sink.

The elderly lady, Emma Spencer, was gasping for air. Her leg had seized up from a sharp sting on the bottom of her foot, and being in deep water, the situation could have turned dire without Natalie's help.

As Emma looked on with, increasing concern, Natalie vanished beneath the water's surface. "Miss, are you okay? You must get out of there right away!" she called out.

Despite the searing pain, Natalie managed to push herself back to the surface, her heart pounding.

Emma noticed the blood in the water and the stains on Natalie's clothes. Her eyes filled with dread as she realized someone had tampered with the pool.

Emma tried to reach out, but she was

ebbing. She fought to get out but ended up collapsing next to Emma. The world spun, and something in the water seemed to leach her strength

water. It's draining our strength, Natalie said, her clothes soaked, her foot bleeding profusely. The wound on her

her own, and felt her own strength ebbing away. "It's okay. My bodyguard will be here any moment. Thank you for saving me. Without you, I would have died here today." Emma's voice was weak, and as Natalie tried

bodyguard rushed over, panic

Natalie. "Quick, take her to the hospital. She's

let me take you there

She saved me. Get her to the hospital

carried Natalie to the hospital. As

late and didn't know what happened, ran to Emma when she saw Emma lying there. She quickly jumped into the water, got soaked, then got out, picked up Emma, and shouted, "Help! Someone has fallen into the water." Just then, Emma's grandson, Murray Spencer, arrived to collect her and, hearing the call for help, hurried over. "Grandma, grandma,"

the looks of any woman, but with a masculine grace that was not at all overly delicate. Tall and slender,

figure of Easton, someone like Murray was more in line with what

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