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“Are you blind? Look at the crowd. Why the rush?” A woman’s voice piped up behind Humphrey, her annoyance evident.

“Fancy attire, but lacking in manners,” the woman added with disdain, her comment trailing after Humphrey.

Millie pivoted, catching sight of Humphrey closing in swiftly. The anger ablaze in his eyes set off alarm bells within her, a foreboding sensation taking root.

The intensity in his gaze was a telltale sign that they had Likely deciphered her true intent behind selling her work.

Clutching the recorder pen hidden within her bag, Millie wasted no time, her swift retreat a calculated response.

“Excuse me, please.”

Nancy caught up to Humphrey, positioning herself by his side.

It’s a trap. She’s undoubtedly making off with the recorder pen,”

his pace, determination driving him to pursue Millie relentlessly. Retrieving the recorder from her was now his unequivocal

Angela’s Library

to hail a taxi, yet the

of a taxi. Fueled by

became Millie’s

women was a stark reality. Despite

streetlamp illuminated Millie’s form, her breath ragged as exhaustion threatened to

her phone, intending to call for help. However, her plan was thwarted when

the wall, attempting to catch her

no escape,” a commanding voice echoed

pivoted, her gaze landing on the man standing a mere ten meters away