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,

disbelief. Was she wrong? Was Maurice really not planning revenge on elicia?

their grip. “Are you seriously oing to let Felicia go

in the

gates creaked open, and without another word, the

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

them exclaimed, “Finally! Something’s

is that just a maid?” the other

to her

two paparazzi

uniform, Abbie 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 flanked by two paparazzi. She turned and bolted, desperate to avoid being photographed hher current

of the paparazzi called

Abbie in her tracks for a split second, her footsteps faltering just nough for the two men to exchange a glance of

into action, their instincts sharp. “Hey,

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

he prattled on, his partner grabbed his arm, cutting him off

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