Chapter 1197

“No, let’s wait until tomorrow. I’ve studied the security system here. Without the specific key, the alarm will be triggered, drawing the police. That won’t be good for us,” said one of the suspicious men.

Blake heard their conversation and the fading footsteps as they disappeared at the end of the corridor. Only after they were completely gone did she let her guard down. Closing her eyes, she felt as if all her strength had been sapped away. She slid down the wall, feeling like a survivor in the aftermath of a crisis.

That night, with a dagger in hand, she remained half-dozed, half- awake. The heating was off, so she wrapped herself tightly in a black down jacket to ward off the cold. The barking of stray dogs awoke her the next morning. It was only seven o’clock. Recalling the previous night’s events, Blake immediately called the police.

suspects’ faces from the night before but could not find any matches in their system. Fearing she was being targeted, Blake requested the police take her to a specific location,

Blake quickly packed and got into the police car. In the rearview mirror, she saw those two men from yesterday in a car,

with a tattoo on his neck made a call. “Ms. Samford, Blake has taken a police car. We couldn’t follow, but as you guessed, she’s headed to Southern Haven

me,” Cecilia replied. She thought, ‘By going to Southern Haven Villas, do you think I won’t have any way to deal with

fiddled with the cell phone in her hand and sipped her coffee.” If one wishes to climb the social ladder, one can’t afford to have weaknesses. One must nip it in the bud. That’s what you taught me, Zach.” She caressed a photo of

the world. She had seen the worst of people and circumstances. To ascend the social ladder, she studied relentlessly. Then, she met Madelyn, the “innocent princess” envied by

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