They dispersed to drink and engage in games, while Atticus remained seated in a corner, devoid of any enthusiasm.

Hannah’s earlier words echoed relentlessly in Atticus’s mind, chilling his heart with each repetition.

He couldn’t shake the feeling that death was drawing nearer with every passing moment, casting suspicion on everyone around him.

He felt on edge as a stunning woman in a seductive dress approached him, holding a drink in her hand.

“Mr.

Pearson, why are you all by yourself? Aren’t you here to join in the fun?”

The woman’s fingers, delicate and soft, gently wrapped around Atticus’s neck as she spoke with a sweet and alluring voice.

Offering the glass of wine to Atticus’s lips, she inquired, “Care to have a drink with me, Mr.

Pearson?”

At that moment, Atticus couldn’t fathom indulging in a drink with her.

Without a second thought, he pushed her hand away, asserting, “No, I’m not interested.

Please keep your distance.

hadn’t expected Atticus’s sudden change from easy-going

woman froze, but she wasn’t ready to leave

Atticus, unwilling to

are you still here?” Atticus’s expression

“Didn’t you hear me?”

unsettled by Atticus’s stern demeanor, the woman

uncomfortable as he

lively atmosphere of the room, he couldn’t muster

his phone rang again that Atticus seemed to perk up

call, he asked with caution, “Miss Moore!

parked her car outside the bar and

hate to ask, but could you

brief silence, Hannah’s voice turned cold as she

chilly demeanor left Atticus feeling

“Miss Moore…

Please, I implore you.

sold that island to your

from it

fetch me,

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