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?

seriously oing to let Felicia

in the air

word, the men tossed her onto

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

of them exclaimed, “Finally!

that just a maid?”

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

two paparazzi

her once beautiful face. Her pupils constricted in panic,

you running?” one of the paparazzi

footsteps faltering

sprang into action, their

certain actress

he prattled on, his partner grabbed his arm, cutting

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