Chapter 220

farig shard eligit, but whân

a low qetonation of gray whit white, had an artists best to l

Málgustite besitated, just as the door wat quelly nulged open A man in a white houséeral entead, conying an 17 bay

up and was surprised to fed taymi standing the

Was this Grevens bedrun?

“You’re marke* How do you feel?

Marguerite propped berend up, feeling nothing but exhaustion. Her head no longer felt dizzy

But she was still confused. Why am Here?”

Steven walked out to Marguerite’s bedside, removed the 17 tube from the empty bag and replaced it with a fractione

“You collapsed in the middle of the street last night, and I happened to be passing by Instead of resting at home with a fever, you were wondering smund Aret you concert about the baby in your belly?”

He found her on the street?

That wasnt gh

being chased last

in the park, so how did

she passed out, shed seen a man pick

Her phone?

Yes! Her phone!

asked Steven, “Where’s my phone? Is

phone from the drawer and handed it to her, it should be yours, but

shattered screen didn’t matter, as

Garett on there, which she had

only to find a series of missed

didn’t have time to call him

dismay, all the photos had been deleted! Including the ones shed risked her life to take last

turned to Steven, ‘Did

not sure. When I

was stunned once

remembered dropping her phone befom fainting, and then seeing a man pick

that man had tampered

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it have been

Garnett, Maunce should have

him. Marguente was

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