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

three days after she handed over the files, the new director had already

Ms. Sanchez." "Hello," she smiled faintly, only lightly touching his hand. "I assume Austin has transferred all the project details to you? If you have any questions, feel free to ask.” Stephen nodded, his voice deep and resonant,

about we add friends

reluctant. But rejecting him

hesitation, she agreed, "Sure, I'll scan your code." She reassured herself internally, just be sociable for now, and once he fully took over the

they were friends on WhatsApp, she pocketed her phone and 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 some time to familiarize myself, to get a better grip on the project before taking

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Stephen couldn't help but ask Austin about her. "Is Ms. Sanchez single?" Visit english.net to read full content.

ee CY that befell LbAE: wouldn't dare entertain thoughts about Dorothy. Please

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