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Chapter 187

She stood still, almost crying. Her heart was palpitating in fear. If Michael took her this time, that’s the end. He would definitely create such a tight measure that would not give her the chance to escape him again.

The door of the jeep opened and a lady appeared. Amy recognized the lady to be the lady she pushed off the power bike.

So it’s not Michael? She heaved a sigh of relief and the lady stood akimbo before her,” theif, huh?” The lady looked like a tomboy but looked beautiful.

“I can explain,” Amy said.

“What’s there to explain? You pushed me off my power bike and ran off with it. Did you think I will not find you?” The lady asked. “I’m getting you arrested.” The lady brought out her phone and when she was about to dial the cop’s contact, Amy snatched the phone from her.

“The fuck!” The lady exclaimed angrily.

“I’m sorry but please hear me out, I am a stranger here. I don’t even have a home,” Amy said.

“Have you been living on trees then?” The tomboy lady asked and snatched back her phone.

She pressed some stuffs on her phone and placed the phone on her ear.

“Please don’t make my life complicated more than it is, please, I beg of you, I’m not trying to steal,” Amy pleaded.

location and arrest a woman,

gets arrested, who will bail her? Practically no one. Maybe she will

The tomboy lady dropped her phone and looked at Amy, she caressed

her brow in

“I like your skin color, it’s

kidnapped me and I managed to escape his men that were chasing after

still be searching for you? Get inside the fucking car,”

to the other side of the car and stepped

to drive very fast but didn’t forget to play her ongoing song in the car, ‘Ghost by Justin Bieber. She kept singing it along as she

she pulled before a flat

is safe, so be calm, okay?” She asked

thank you, Amy said and the tomboy lady gestured for her to follow her inside.

obediently and once they appeared at the living room, a little boy

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standing, she gestured for her to sit. Amy say gently, while the little boy kept playing with her mum, Amy thought about her children. She had missed them greatly. “Sweetheart, what’s your name?” The tomboy lady suddenly asked Amy. “Amy. Can I get to know your name too?” Amy asked. *Sure, my name is Clara,” Clara said and motioned to the little boy on her leg, “and here is my son,

her son. Richard looked at Amy

and the little boy blushed then hug her

be back soon,’ Clara said and walked away with her son. She came back thirty five

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