. Instinctively shielding her s
s closed
ed a baseball bat against his palm. "Well, you're not bad-looking. Too bad someone wants yo
eady. "You just want money, right?
hesitated f
they went where the money was. Bu
phone and initia
st a housewife. Where would she get that kind of cash? I've already given yo
nt notification chimed
e tapped to accept the transfer.
Bethany's head to the side. "You bitch!"
r cheek, Bethany stared fixedly
as entirely
as L
h
na want to h
nding around for?" the l
f clubs and bats came cr
er drowned out her agon
eam flowed down h
ntly washed into th
on the ground, bare
erence. He lowered his bat and glanced at his
y quickly piled into their van and
self to move, Bethany crawled agonizingly slowly and grabb
ie. She still
nto her eyes, dyeing the world red, but he
owever, her violently trembling fingers slipped, accidenta
. Operating on pure instinct, she
lp
er consciousness completely fa
ly as the previously quiet gr
's going on? Tough Coder,
ed calling Tough Coder,
e already called the cops. T
st pulled her IP addres
n, but I'll cover whatever it costs.
.
t, the torrential downpour
cars in its wake, its headlights piercing the heav
the back seat and spoke with deep respect. "Mr. Clar
allowed by the shadows, his very presen
slightly, his voice c
black immediately scat
h the rain. "Found someone! It's a preg
printed forward, completely ignoring Collin
in a puddle. Her breathing was dangerously
he picked up the phone
ill lit. It was locked onto
the members casually discussi
woman in front of him was actually the g
e Maybach. "Get her to the hospital immediately. Mobilize their top medical team and do wh
g rapid-fire phone calls to arr
slit through the darkness a
. We must operate on her right now." The doctor threw the wor
perating room, a chilling
uickly updated everyone in th
Collin jogged over, clutching a thick stack of docume
weights who co-founded Bethania Literary Press. Bethany herself had been a cel
father's life and left her mother severel
left Bethany with sever
ially by the Gordon family, he took the initiative to handle
e funeral, the t
r resources and connections to pave Brandon's way, willingly acting as his nameless ghostwr
sacrificed everything for was secretly
ding, a complex glint
panying his student, Lana Barrett. The thugs from tonight have
orrhaging at death's door, yet he is holding
day, Bethany slow
her senses, and the sight of the stark white ceilin
re aw
oice sounded ri
notice the man s
h slightly parted bangs. His features were striking, but it was his eyes that st
he was, he spoke again. "I'm so
to her abdomen. Her palm met only
lor drained from her face, and ho
baby
to the doctor, you need to rest and avoid majo
ng the suffocating wave of grief, and ask
o brought you t
ing me. I won't fo
unreadable smile. "Why so formal
with utter confusion. She had absolutely no me

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