Dahlia forced herself to stay calm.

Since returning to her home country, Charles had been providing a monthly allowance of a million dollars to support her and her daughter.

When Sandy fell ill, Charles took it upon himself to cover all the medical expenses and other miscellaneous costs. A million dollars wasn't hard for her to handle.

"You better not play any tricks!" John gave Dahlia a warning look.

Before Charles arrived, he quickly slipped around the corner and left.

"Having trouble?" Charles glanced in the direction where John had disappeared.

"He was just asking for directions," Dahlia replied coolly.

Charles didn't inquire further, and they left the hospital together.

...

the entire day. By the time

had any food all day, she was

of chicken noodle soup. She ate slowly, spoonful by spoonful, and gradually felt warmth returning to her

Garden was well-situated, but the complex was old and run-down. A few of the streetlights still worked, and the

passed a dark stretch of road, she heard footsteps behind her.

her bag and gripped the pocketknife she carried for

was no

down her guard. She turned back

started walking,

As

as fast as she could, swiped her

until she shut the door behind her that she dared to look back. Through the glass door,

Once inside, she finally breathed a sigh of relief as the

out and

as she was about to close the door behind her,

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