However, she had barely left the wheelchair when her legs crumbled under her weight as she fell over.

“Solomon George!” Sasha panted as she pulled herself up by grabbing the wheelchair. Behind her moist eyes lay hatred like never before.

She was right; her captor was indeed Solomon.

When she was at the Empire State Tower the other day, the real reason for Sasha’s unexpected haste up to the storeroom and successful location of Sebastian was due to a deal she had made with Solomon.

Sasha had had the foresight of expecting such an outcome.

Having run out of the cafe after overhearing the conversation between the two women, she had come up with an idea on her way to Empire State Tower

 

The hostility Solomon had toward Sebastian was obvious.

And the matter went out of control after Solomon made the call.

 

That alone was enough to rouse Sasha’s suspicions,

However, she was not sure of the reason for Solomon’s hostility. Nevertheless, the video puzzled her as she could not figure out how Solomon obtained it.

It became clear upon Sasha’s arrival at Empire State Tower where she saw Solomon’s car.

What an odd coincidence for his car to be here as well.

the police had changed directions

of his influence is indeed

is his true motive

to ponder over it. The only way to stop him was for her to warn him. Thus, she

happens to him, I will never forgive you

caught unaware at receiving an unexpected phone call from her. She watched him wind down the window and gazed

immediately. If you think

hung up and dashed

fell silent at her entrance. The cops who had seen her intrude were glaring at her in an unfriendly

not dare raise a

had arrived at the storeroom

that Sebastian would have had lost his mind when she had found him. The bullet

made no sense for the function

fell back into the wheelchair, feeling as defeated as

two hours

gentle concern, he came straight to Sasha bearing fruits and

announced. “I’ve bought some almonds which are your favorite

as if the incidents

fixed her hollow gaze at the

where they were. The plants in the yard had begun to turn brown and wither, but the bamboo trees remained lush and green. The dense willowy leaves allowed

“Nancy?” Solomon prompted.

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