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.

first, and

moved by her desperate

rushed to the bathroom with her son and locked the door behind her, her

had only bought herself

up, not when both their lives were

window offered

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

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began pounding on the door, demanding she

lost patience and started trying to

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

rang out,

where firearms

the gap under the

blood was that? Who else was

with fear, her legs

bathtub with

eventually died down,

felt like

naive she’d been. Surviving abroad alone

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drastically overestimated the safety of foreign

face suddenly flashed

a foreign land,

blanket. The infant gazed up at her with innocent

I tried my best. You’ve barely begun your

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

at the door

me! You’re safe now. Open

and opened

stood there, studying her face. “What’s this? Did

eyes were red and

relief crashed over her

when she

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