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

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

words hung in the air

heavy gates creaked open, and without another word, the men tossed her onto the dirt

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

them exclaimed, “Finally!

a maid?” the other asked,

knows something. Let’s talk to her and see if we can get

two

Her pupils constricted in panic, especially now, when

one of the paparazzi called after her,

her footsteps faltering just nough for the two men to exchange a glance

into action, their instincts sharp. “Hey, miss! You

actress here–a big star, Abbie? She blew up a few months

his partner grabbed his arm,

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