The voice in his headset issued an order in Talnamese too. "Follow her, and find out where she got that ruby."

"Yes, sir," the man replied as he got up, impassive as he followed Cindy, who was still reveling in delight. -

Later that night, Janet said her goodbyes with her colleagues at Flora Hall, turned off the lights, and was ready to head home.

Just as she picked up her bag, she noticed a slender figure collapsed by the shadows of the wall.

"What?" Janet moved closer to find a woman covered in injuries.

Scabs had built up over her wounds—new and old, while her clothes were in pieces.

"Hello? Hey!" Janet walked up, gently patting her on the cheek.

"Frank... Frank Lawrence..." the woman suddenly murmured.

Lawerence?" Janet exclaimed in shock and leaned in to listen

no mistaking

her colleagues who had

she turned on the light and saw the true extent

had thickened, gluing the hole in her clothes to her injuries,

other bones were broken, and her left

all that the woman was

the necessary herbs and tend to her injuries!"

worthy of inheriting her grandfather's legacy—even though it was obvious that the woman did not have any money on her, Janet refused to deny her help since she was on the verge

a name Janet was very

woman's wounds and stabilized her, Janet

his tone clearly sharp,

"Hello, Frank. We just brought in this woman who's thoroughly hurt and had collapsed outside Flora Hall, on the verge of death. I don't know her, but she was calling your name when we picked her up...Do you want to come over and

with Janet's call, but being told about a maimed woman calling his name

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