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

froze, but she wasn’t

lingered near Atticus,

are you still here?” Atticus’s expression

“Didn’t you hear me?”

Atticus’s stern demeanor, the woman awkwardly retreated, clutching the glass as she

as he waited

lively atmosphere of the room, he couldn’t muster

rang again that Atticus seemed to perk up

asked with

car outside the bar and replied, “Yes, come

but

turned cold as she asked, “Did I

chilly demeanor left Atticus feeling helpless

“Miss Moore… I’m

Please, I implore you.

island to your friend

not profiting from

please come inside and fetch me,

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