Chapter 750 Call the Police?

Meryl crouched behind the door, her heart pounding.

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She could make out two men speaking in hushed tones outside.

Though she couldn’t understand their words, their local accent was unmistakable.

Suddenly, the door burst open.

Acting on instinct, Meryl clutched her son in one arm and hurled the desk lamp at the intruders with her other hand.

The lamp struck one of them, but his partner cursed and lunged forward, easily disarming her.

Both men were heavily tattooed and intimidating in appearance.

Terror gripped Meryl as she tried to flee with her son but they were too quick as they realized her intentions.

One of them grabbed her by the neck and roughly dragged her back, spitting foreign obscenities while her son wailed in her

arms.

This was Meryl’s first encounter with such violence. She couldn’t believe a burglary could happen in broad daylight in what she thought was a safe downtown area.

Chapter 750 Call the Police?

Desperately, she offered them money. The men sneered and demanded she go to the bank immediately for cash.

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To ensure her compliance, they insisted on keeping her child as collateral.

Panic seized Meryl at the thought of leaving her son.

How could she trust these criminals with her baby? What if they took the money and killed him anyway?

But she was powerless to negotiate in her position.

Thinking quickly, Meryl recognized their primary motivation was financial.

that her son needed feeding first, and the bank trip

moved by her

rushed to the bathroom with her son and locked the door

had

couldn’t give up, not when

offered a

from the second floor, jumping with an infant was too risky.

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robbers began pounding on the

time, they lost patience and started trying to break

her crying son tightly, biting her lip

gunshot rang out, followed

Aetherland, where firearms were

heart nearly stopped. Through the gap under the door, she glimpsed

that?

paralyzed with fear, her legs shaking

the bathtub with her son, scarcely

eventually died down, replaced by footsteps

felt like

been. Surviving abroad alone with a newborn was

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overestimated the

suddenly flashed through

had died in a foreign land, would he mourn them? Would he even know they

her baby’s blanket. The infant gazed up at her with

cheek. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I tried my best. You’ve barely begun your life,

called out. It was Felix,

the

me! You’re safe now.

and opened the bathroom

stood there, studying her face. “What’s this? Did you miss me so much you’re crying?”

were

over her

relieved when she saw a familiar

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