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evening gown folded neatly in the bag towards Wilfred. He mentally rolled his eyes. Why she usually asked his take on

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afraid I will have to

in as the chief occupant got busy on her phone and Wilfred minded his driving squarely.

am Veronica enquired,

out of this vicinity, ma'am, right now." He s

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h her decision but he could not question her orders no matter how lenient she was to him. He was just the chauffeur and he wo

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, another scream erupted, filling the atmosphere with apprehension. Mad

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atron, a billionaire who had everything money could buy. As far as Wilfred knew, billionaires were usually arrogant, stuffed and conceited, caring only about their welfare but M

y into a probable dangerous hideou

rugged and tried to make a whistle out of her fingers and her lips but it resulted to a muted failure. Wilfred shook his head t

of harm's way just in time and the lurky shadows had hidden them perfectly. The men had left the apartment door swinging ajar and it was so dark inside

r feet after she had gott

yes scanning the area. Madam Veronica hardened her eyes and pushed his hands off his arm. That screaming person needed h

She switched on her tiny flashlight and what she saw almost made her throw up. A young girl was sprawled across the floor on her belly, scrambling painfully to crawl to the

owly and arched it sideways to see around the light but the identity of the stranger remained hidden in form of a silho