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,

face paled in disbelief. Was she wrong? Was Maurice really not planning revenge on elicia? That

you seriously oing to let Felicia go after

hung in

open, and without another word, the men tossed her onto

who had een camping out for days in hopes

exclaimed, “Finally! Something’s

that just a maid?” the

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

two

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

one of the paparazzi called after her, his

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

action, their instincts

Have you seen a certain actress here–a big star,

prattled on, his partner grabbed

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