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 would take

by her

and locked the

knew she had only

give up, not when both

offered a potential

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

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pounding on the door,

more time, they lost patience and started trying to break

clutched her crying son tightly,

gunshot rang out, followed

Aetherland, where firearms were

Through the gap under the door, she glimpsed blood seeping

was that? Who else was

fear, her legs shaking so badly

with her son, scarcely

eventually died down, replaced by footsteps approaching the

step felt like death drawing

Surviving abroad alone with a

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overestimated the safety of foreign

suddenly flashed through her

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

silently onto her baby’s blanket. The infant gazed

sweetheart. I tried my

are you in there?” A familiar voice called out. It was

the door in

me! You’re safe now.

immediately stood up and opened the

Did

were red

fear and relief crashed over her at

finally felt relieved when

750 Call the

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