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.

the suspects’ faces from the night before but

In the rearview mirror, she saw those two men from yesterday in a car, but they did

a black car, a man with a tattoo on his neck made a call. “Ms. Samford, Blake has taken

the rest to me,” Cecilia replied. She thought, ‘By going to Southern Haven Villas, do

nip it in the bud. That’s what you taught me, Zach.” She caressed a photo of

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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