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    Chapter 690 The Pickup

    bElsie’s /bheart leapt. iNo /iPeggy? That meant in the three months she’d been gone, Owen must bhave /bbfinally /bthrown her out of the Saunders family. The thought filled her with smug satisfaction.

    Holding her distended belly, she spoke with a sudden air of arrogance. “You’re the housemaidb, /bbright/b? bThen /bdrive to forty–four Wood Road and pick me up. Now. Be quick, or I’ll have Owen fire you.” She bfigured /bbthat /bif even the staff knew her name, it meant Owen often spoke of her. If this maid had any sense, she’d understand exactly how important Elsie was.

    Sure enough, the woman on the other end answered with deference. “Yes, a car has already been sent. Please be patient.”

    Elsie finally rxed, Tilting her head back, she gazed up at the clear blue sky, thinking she had never seen it look so beautiful. She was finally going home. iYunice/ii, /ijust iwait/i. iOur /ifight isn’t over yet.

    At the Saunders estate, Nora set the receiver back in its cradle and turned toward Paul, who lounged on the sofa. “Elsie’s still alive.”

    Paul gave a short, derisivèugh as he turned his head. “That woman’s life is harder to snuff out than a cockroach. Burn her to ashes and she’d still crawl back. Trash like her just doesn’t die.”

    Meeting his mocking look, Nora walked over. “Sir, how long are you nning to hide here?” bHer /bgaze flicked toward the basement. “It won’t be long before the filth in this cees to light.”

    Paul said nothing. When several factions had been hunting him, he’d had nowhere else to hide. That was when he’d remembered the Saunders family’s hidden back path–something he’d discovered during his secret meetings with Elsie. No cameras, no surveince. A perfect blind spot, right under Wyatt’s nose.

    up in That night, when Wyatt and Yunice had been searching Elsie’s room, Paul and Nora had been holed Oscar’s, holding their breath and ready to leap from the window if needed. Not long after, Owen had made his move against Lily and Peggy.

    With the Saunders estate suddenly masterlessbi, /i/bPaul and Nora had felt safe enough to move freely. Now, by sheer luck, Elsie had called. She was alive.

    Nora had never met her, only knew she had taken Yunice’s ce and enjoyed the Saunders family’s favor. So… what would Paul do with her?

    Paul’s lips curved into a cold smile. “I just need to get some money out of Wyatt. Once I have it, getting out of my current mess will be easy.”

    “How?” Nora asked.

    Paul’s mouth moved as he leaned in, quietly outlining his idea.

    On Wood Road, Elsie sat clutching her swollen stomach, the pain making it hard to stay upright. Tears streaked her face as she muttered between clenched teeth, “When I find Owen, I’m going to take this pressure ball out and shove it right up that bastard’s ass.”

    While she waited, a few vagrant men tried to approach her, but none could get within five steps before the stench drove them away. The reek from her rotting, swollen body was like a biological weapon–thick, suffocating, like a rat dead for days and sealed in a box.

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    bHer /bbface /btightened as she gripped what remained of her clothes. The bthought /bbof /bbOwen /bbseeing /bbher /blike thi and losing respect made her anxious. iBetter /ito get home, iclean /iup, then icall /ibiOwen /i/band have him get ba /bbdoctor /bito /iremove this damn thingbi. /i/b

    As she was muttering, a car slowed to a stop in front of her. The driver seemed unsure bif /bbshe /bwas bthe /bbone /bhe’d been sent to pick up.

    Elsie leaned forward and saw–it was Owen’s car. She scrambled to her feet and grabbed the door bhandle/bb, /bhauling herself inside.

    The moment she did, the driver bolted from the other side, bent over the curb, and vomited violently.

    “I’m your youngdy! Am I really that bad? If your nose doesn’t work, I’ll have Owen cut it off for byou/bb!/bb” /bbshe /bsnapped..

    The man nearly copsed from retching. In the end, he pulled out his phone, ced an urgent order for ba /bgas mask, and strapped it on.

    Elsie’s cheeks burned, and she was more certain than ever she should bathe before seeing Owen.

    The driver started the car and pulled away.

    pick me up. Why didn’t shee? No manners at On the way, she asked, “Where’s that maid? I told her to all–madam gives her an order and she dares ck off. We’ll see about that when I get home.”

    No matter what she said, the driver didn’t respond.

    Over an hourter, the car rolled to a stop. Elsie had dozed off, but when she opened her eyes she saw people bustling all around. This wasn’t the Saunders estate–it was a hospital.

    “I told you to take me home, not to the hospital-” She stopped mid–sentence. The driver was gone, and so were the keys.

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