Chapter 337

The atmosphere grew tense, the air thick with silence.

hen, Maurice broke into laughter. The sharp glint in his brown eyes betrayed a flicker of

musement.

for a moment, Abbie felt relief wash over her–had she guessed correctly?

ut before she could fully exhale, Maurice’s laughter ceased abruptly, replaced by a slow, eliberate response. “You guessed wrong.”

His words were as calm as they were decisive.

wo men stepped forward, each grabbing one of Abbie’s arms. Dragged toward the estate

ates,

paled in disbelief. Was she wrong? Was Maurice really not

shouted desperately, struggling against their grip. “Are you seriously oing to let Felicia go after what she

hung in the

another word, the men tossed her

who had een camping out for days in hopes of catching a juicy story involving the infamous Glovers amily, perked up

of them exclaimed,

is that just a maid?” the other

to her and see

two paparazzi approached

kept her head habitually low, a reflex born from the scars. hat marred her once beautiful face. Her pupils constricted in panic, especially now, when she vas

miss! Why are you running?” one of the paparazzi called after her,

Abbie in her tracks for a split second, her footsteps faltering just

sprang into action, their

certain actress here–a big

on, his partner grabbed his

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