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,

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

grip. “Are you seriously oing to let Felicia go after what she did

words hung in the air

and without another word, the men tossed her onto

behind the cover of some trees, a 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

of them exclaimed,

a

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

the two paparazzi approached

kept her head habitually low, a reflex born from the scars. hat marred her once beautiful face. Her pupils

you running?” one of the paparazzi called

froze Abbie in her tracks for a split second, her footsteps faltering just nough for the two

into action, their instincts sharp.

actress

on, his partner grabbed

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