The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning by Max Charming Chapter 1293

Macey shared her thoughts, “I find Ms. Harper to be quite nice, very different from Ms. Windham. It’s my first time seeing a woman as carefree as her, much better than Ms. Samford, who kept bossing us around the moment she arrived at the villa.”

Nancy sighed in agreement, “That’s true. Let’s be patient and see how things unfold. Since Mr. Turner hasn’t returned our calls, let’s not alert him.”

Macey nodded in agreement.

The treatment they discussed involved an injection administered every three months, designed to dissolve the clot. This duration could feel simultaneously lengthy and brief, depending on the perspective.

typically enveloped Ventropolis Prison was occasionally pierced by nocturnal howls. Within the confines of a fenced combat arena, Fred, bearing wounds, stepped down from the platform,

of the prison offered victors a glimmer of freedom, while the defeated were doomed to never leave

the blood, inquired,

Turner, it’s only been three days, and you’ve asked six times. If you’re really concerned, why not fly

‘Only

chill contrasted sharply with the warmth emanating from a

Fred lit a cigar, adopting a relaxed posture as his deputy warden

a malfunction, revealing an escape attempt. Fortunately, it was

you. Does it look like me? And do you see this

felt like an auditory illusion. The deputy warden, noticing Fred’s fixed gaze on

mere whim, paling in comparison to Ava’s charm from the deputy