Heather was shoved back into the corner after they force-fed her the pills.

Soon, the drugs took effect, and the pain came crashing down upon her...

She clutched her stomach, her face a mask of agony.

"Please," she begged, "call a doctor, I'm dying. It hurts so much!" "Of course, the miscarriage hurts. Just bear with it, you won't die." Heather's face was ghostly pale, like someone just dragged out of a lake, her clothes drenched with sweat.

"It hurts... it hurts so bad... I don't wanna die, please, I don't wanna die..." Her continuous wails finally got to the guard, who stood watch for over an hour before he felt she was too weak to scream and went to fetch a doctor.

They had their orders, after all—she wasn't supposed to die.

the new

she handed over the files, the new director had already made his way to the

paused, then saw Stephen extending his hand, "Pleased to meet you, Ms. Sanchez." "Hello," she smiled faintly, only

Ms. Sanchez! How about we add friends on

rejecting him now

just be sociable for now, and once he

said, "Well, I should get back to work! And Mr. Stephen, if you want to take over sooner, you can tell me directly.” "I need

should get going. I have

Dorothy nodded, gave Stephen a polite smile, and then

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