Chapter 184

It would take over three hours to drive to Bleaktown. However, Isabella was

unfamiliar with the roads, so she took a bit more time. Along the way, she

made a brief detour to buy some food for Victoria, which further delayed her

arrival.

By the time she arrived at the outskirts of Bleaktown, it was already starting to

get dark.

She parked her car by the roadside, drank some water, and closed her eyes

to rest for a moment.

Unexpectedly, she glanced at the rearview mirror and noticed several

individuals loitering around her car.

Her exhaustion faded, and it was replaced by the unsettling memory of

Jonas’ disgusting stare.

Isabella was on high alert as she abandoned the moment of rest and swiftly

started the car engine.

She remained vigilant while constantly checking the rearview mirror, feeling

relieved only when she was certain no one was following her.

The nursing home was located in an isolated area on the outskirts, making

her vulnerable if anyone had malicious intentions there.

Just as she relaxed a little, she glanced at the rearview mirror and spotted

two Hyundai cars.

reappeared at the next traffic light where their paths crossed.

Isabella, who followed the principle of caution, changed her route and drove

around randomly.

still

her heart as she was unsure of their

noticed the sparse traffic

her by force, she would be

light turned

accelerated with determination and intended to

behind her.

cars seemed professional. Even if she

they always caught

likely had connections within the

was consistently tracked by

thought that as long as she avoided the other party and didn’t

to

realized she was

other party didn’t want to force her to stop. Rather,

to cause

and attempted

she skillfully swerved

several times, the two cars changed tactics

mirror and noticed

disappeared.

palms grew sweaty as her vigilance heightened.

any direction

to drive

no

missing Hyundai appeared from

for the front of her

her eyes and felt

of Bleaktown at 7.00PM, there

with intricate carvings and designs. It was completely devoid of

modern elements.

hurriedly ascended the stairs and disrupted

atmosphere of the establishment.

expressionless as he cautiously maneuvered

leaning in

the afternoon chatting with several

main topic. He

a teacup calmly

me for a moment,

elderly men were quite satisfied with him and didn’t mind

Their words even

was courteous, but his face darkened after he walked out

did she come to Bleaktown

not entirely sure why. You previously instructed me to place a tracker

something amiss by chance.” Jordan bowed

reporting succinctly. “Based on the tracker, Miss Symons is

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