Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 460:

Without hesitation, she followed Wilson’s men to her next destination.

The consequences—whatever they were—she had willingly accepted.

There was no room for refusal, and she knew it.

Just getting Wilson to agree to her request had been a feat in itself.

And now, she had to endure whatever came next.

Yet, as she was taken to an unfamiliar place, unease settled deep in her chest.

She had no clue what Wilson truly meant when he said she’d have to face the consequences.

The group soon reached a heavy iron door.

“Ms. Marsh, please step inside. Mr. Carpenter has instructed us to unlock the door for you in an hour.”

the group spoke with an unsettling calmness, but Rachel’s pulse

idea what

cautiously, her

tone just as steady. “You’ll find out once you step in. Go in quickly

their sharp gazes, Rachel, despite the gnawing anxiety twisting in her chest, forced

step, she approached the door. With a slow, agonizing creak, the

The space before

path barely wide enough for two

few tentative steps before stopping—only for a voice to echo around her. “Ms. Marsh, please continue forward. When you reach the designated spot, I will

a

closer inspection, she realized cameras covered every inch of the area, leaving no place

fear settled in her chest,

more steps and soon came across the first room. Inside, the walls were lined with an array of tools—or rather, grotesque instruments

implements she had only ever seen in thriller

The cold gleam of metal seemed to radiate

arms around herself, her teeth chattering