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.

expected Atticus’s sudden change from easy-going to

froze, but she wasn’t

lingered near Atticus, unwilling to

you still here?” Atticus’s expression darkened as he questioned her

“Didn’t you hear me?”

by Atticus’s stern demeanor, the woman

as

the lively atmosphere of the room, he couldn’t muster any

rang again that Atticus seemed to

the call, he asked with

car outside the bar and

but could you

brief silence, Hannah’s voice turned cold as she asked, “Did I hear

Atticus

pleaded, “Miss Moore… I’m genuinely

Please, I implore you.

sold that island to your friend

from it at

inside and fetch me,

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