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.

her son needed feeding first, and the bank trip would take

her desperate state,

the bathroom with her son and locked

knew she had only bought

couldn’t give up, not when both their lives

window offered a

tried several times. But from the second floor, jumping with an infant was too risky. Cold sweat beaded on her

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began pounding on

time, they lost patience and started trying to break

the door frame splintered under their assault, Meryl clutched her crying son tightly, biting her lip as tears welled in

out, followed by a

Aetherland, where firearms were

under the door, she glimpsed blood

that?

paralyzed with fear, her legs shaking

with her son, scarcely daring

commotion outside eventually died down, replaced by

like death

now did Meryl realize how naive she’d been. Surviving abroad

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imagined. She had drastically overestimated the

face suddenly flashed

that she and their son had died in a foreign

her baby’s blanket. The infant gazed up at her with innocent eyes, unaware of

sweetheart. I tried my best. You’ve barely

familiar voice called out. It was

stared at the

You’re safe now.

up and

face. “What’s this? Did

were

her at once, and she burst into

felt relieved when she saw a

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