Chapter 569 Long Time No See, Ms Ginger

    She yanked the ssroom door open and bolted out.

    Sarah’s eyes widened in shock.

    Jean kept her head down, sprinting hard, racing straight toward the end of the hallway-

    Suddenly, a tall shadow lunged out in front of her.

    She didn’t have time to stop; she could only watch helplessly as she crashed straight into him.

    The man reached out and caught her by the shoulders.

    “Long time no see, Ms. Ginger.”

    It felt like the devil himself had whispered in her ear. Jean’s eyes flew open in horror.

    The very next second, a strange, sickly–sweet scent rushed up her nose.

    She didn’t even have time to react before darkness swallowed her whole, dragging her into a deep, suffocating haze.

    When Jean came to, the lighting above her was dim and murky.

    She blinked a few times, dazed, needing a moment to confirm she was actually awake.

    Her gaze wandered slowly around the room, trying to assess her surroundings.

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    It was avishly decorated bedroom, ornate and overdone; the only light came from a few dim wall sconces casting a golden hue.

    Jean tried to stay optimistic. At ileast /iithis /iitime /iiit’s /iibetter /iithan /iist/i. iLast /itimei, /iithey /iidumped /iime /iin ia /iibasement/i.

    She hadn’t expected him to actuallye back./

    The same man who’d kidnapped her years ago, orchestrated the crash that killed Dominic, and even tried to snipe her overseas, he was back again.

    She’d never forget that voice.

    Those four quiet years had been nothing more than a lie; now he had returned, just like a storm breaking through the calm. iWhy /iiwould /iiSarah /iiwork /iwith ihim/i? iWas /iishe /iiout /iiof /iiher /iimind/ii? /i

    Even if she hated her and wanted her dead, teaming up with that man was like making a deal with danger and expecting not to get hurt.

    No matter what, the Ginger family was still her blood. What Sarah was doing–bringing this monster in- was basically handing her own family over to be devoured. She was only putting them in more danger.

    Jean had no way of knowing what the Ginger family’s situation was right now.

    She didn’t even know how long she’d been unconscious.

    iIf /iihe /iins /iito /iiuse /ime ito /iilure /iithem /iiin /iiand /iitake /ithem iall /iiout/ii… /iThe more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. She quickly sat up in bed.

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    Chapter 569 Long Time No See, Ms Ginger

    The second she moved, a scaring pain radiated through her limbs.

    Jean’s brows pinched together. Gritting her teeth, she forced herself to get out of bed.

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    But the moment her feet touched the ground, a sharper pain shot up from the soles, and her vision blurred, she nearly copsed.

    Then, she started to notice a pattern. iSo /iievery /iitime /iiI /iimove/ii, /imy ilimbs /iire /iup iwith /iipain/ii? /iiWhat /iikind /iof imodern /iitorture is /ithis?

    It was clearly a way to restrict her movement.

    Still, the fact she was alive meant one thing, she was still useful to him.

    If she weren’t, he would’ve killed her already.

    Jean let out a long, steady breath. iShe /iicouldn’t /iijust /isit ihere /iiand /iwait to idie/i.

    Jaw–tight with determination, she hobbled to the door.

    As expected, it was locked, there were no tools in sight to pick it. Staring at the sealed door, her eyes filled with helpless frustration.,

    Then, her gaze shifted to the window not far away.

    At this point, she had to try everything; maybe there was a way out.

    She struggled toward the window and, to her surprise, it wasn’t locked.

    She pushed it open a few inches and looked outside.

    It was at least two, maybe three stories off the ground. iIf /iiI /iijump /iiout /iithis /iiwindow/ii, /iiwill /iimy /iilegs /istill iwork /iiafterward/ii? /i

    Jean ced a hand on the windowsill, narrowing her eyes. iWas /iithis /iileft /iiunlocked /iiby /iimistake/ii, /iior /iion /iipurpose/ii? /iiEverything /iiabout /iiit /iifelt /iideliberate/i. iMaybe /iithe /iimoment /iiI /iijump/i, ithere’ll /iibe /iia /ii“/iitrap/ii” /iiwaiting /iidown /iithere /iijust /iifor /iime/i.

    But staying put wasn’t exactly a safe bet either…

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