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Chapter 55 I Am Taking You Away

Raylee could even hear the sound of her bones breaking.

She forced herself to stand amidst the agonizing pain, fully aware that there was no hope of escape. Yet, she still dragged her feet toward the door as if that was her beacon of hope, the sole light guiding her toward survival

Her consciousness was gradually fading from excessive blood loss. All she could hear were the persistent shouts from the man behind her, demanding her to stop.

Suddenly, her legs gave way from exhaustion, causing her to collapse into a broad and sturdy embrace:

Lifting her gaze, she saw an unfamiliar face but felt it was strangely familiar.

It’by does he look like Percival! I must be losing my mind for mistaking just about anyone for Percival.

“Ms. Goodridge? Are you all right? Wake up!”

Just as Raylee was on the verge of passing out, Percival slipped a pill into her mouth.

Almost instantaneously, Kaylee regained consciousness.

“No way, you’re really Percival? How did you end up here?” she asked, her voice laced with shock and fear.

“Now isn’t the time to ask questions. I’m here to take you away!” Percival swept her off her feet in a bridal hold,

Before long, the staff from the psychiatric hospital had stopped them in their tracks.

crowd, Percival warned coldly, “I dare anyone to lay a finger

glared at them. The fire in his eyes seemed as if it

eyes shimmering in the brisk night breeze. Suddenly, she

was asdf a beam of light had illuminated Percival’s face, casting him in a heroic light. She intuitively felt that this

see met

this place! You

the situation and promptly rushed to summon the

man in his sixties hastily

level our hospital,

moment his arrogant words left his lips, and he got a clear

“Are you Dr. Shapiro”

see you’re not blind because you know who I am. Now, I’m taking this person with me. Are you going to stop me or

seeing you off, Dr. Shapiro, Please follow

put on an obsequious smile while stretching

have you lost your mind?” Neville asked, perplexed. “That’s the patient Mr.

shut up!” he commanded.

director roared, he quickly put on an ingratiating demeanor and personally escorted

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urgently exclaimed, “Director, now that the patient has escaped, what are we going to tell Mr. Goodridge? He specifically instructed us to keep her here for a month so that she has a history and symptoms of

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Goodridge tomorrow. That man we just met, Percival Shapiro, is a renowned specialist in the medical field. Numerous tycoons in Jexburgh depend on

Raylee into the car, he

pale, and her forehead was covered in sweat. Yet, she clenched teeth and