Sextuplets Saga Reckless Love

Chapter 4

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Trevor’s deep voice rang out behind Jessica. Without a backward glance, Jessica fled out of

the room. Meanwhile, Trevor rushed to the door, but it was locked from the outside. “You

damn woman!” Bang! He kicked open the door. His breath was coming in pants, but he

pursed his mouth tightly. He swept his gaze up and down the corridor, but he didn’t see

any sign of the woman. Jessica hid in the storage room in the corner, terrified to the point

that she didn’t dare breathe. Every single minute and second she was there was torture to

her. If she knew someone in the organ trade, she wouldn’t stay at Cerulean for even a

second longer. “Isn’t it enough that I’d fallen so far from grace, once being the top

socialite in Horington to a hostess at Cerulean now? Why must he appear before me time

and again?” she griped. It would be a piece of cake if Trevor wanted to find her, for there

were surveillance cameras in every corner of Cerulean. She couldn’t stay in the storage

room for long. If she wanted to stay under the radar, her only choice was to leave via the

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stairwell. After peeking through the crack in the door and ascertaining that the corridor

was empty, she quickly darted into the stairwell and limped down the stairs. When she

was in prison, Trevor arrived in time, so Melissa didn’t manage to kill her. Nonetheless,

Melissa wouldn’t let her off the hook so easily. She bribed those in the prison to torture her

day and night. In fact, her leg was also broken then. Because of her impairment, she

moved exceedingly slowly. If she moved too fast, she would fall. When she got to the 15th

floor, two men were standing at the landing. A scarred-face man in casual clothes was

holding a dagger to the man in a suit in front of him. Both men swung their gazes at her in

unison, but Jessica continued descending the steps in a slow and orderly manner, calm

and unruffled. “I just want to go downstairs. I didn’t see anything.” She limped down the

stairs calmly, her eyes fixated on the steps beneath her feet without straying. After all,

she was thrown to a war-torn country and had lived there for five years. She had

experienced seeing a child who was prancing before her and greeting her happily one

second being shot dead with a bullet through the head in the next, so she was numb to it

all. “Hey! Remember to have someone come and retrieve my body later. Don’t forget to

tell them that I want to be cremated. When you’ve done that, I’ll appear in a dream to my

family and have them pay you 150 thousand dollars.” The fact that the man held at

knifepoint was still in the mood to joke had a flash of light flitting across Jessica’s dull

eyes. Still, she climbed down the stairs until she reached the landing. Holding on to the

handrail, she continued her descent. “Hmph! Damn cripple!” the casually-clothed man

with the dagger sneered, his gaze shifting away from Jessica. Just as he relaxed his guard,

a combat knife plunged into his abdomen. The man jerked his head back and gaped at the

woman before him incredulously even as he swung the knife he was holding on the man in

the suit at Jessica. Jessica deftly stepped aside and remarked in a grim voice, “If you make

any sizeable moves again, the blade in your abdomen will sever your intestines. If you

want to live, there’s still time if you slowly go and seek treatment.” After having

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experienced so much, she had long since learned the basic skills of self-defense. “Just you

wait, you damn cripple! It’s your lucky day today, Alfred Whiteburn!” the scarred-face man

gritted. In order to save his life, he still walked out of the stairwell slowly while holding the

knife in his stomach. Straightening his collar, Alfred Whiteburn leaned back against the

wall and regarded Jessica through narrowed eyes. “I initially thought that she was merely

a cripple, but she unexpectedly has some skills and is quite enchanting,” he mused.

“Since I saved you, can you give me 150 thousand dollars directly?” Jessica’s ruby lips

parted, and she voiced her intention frankly. Indeed, she only saved him for the money.

Raising six children were exorbitant, and she wanted to give them a normal life. Alfred

went to her in a single step and reached out, pulling her into his embrace. “How about I

give myself to you as well?” “Stop joking. You promised me 150-” Before Jessica had

finished speaking, the stairwell door was pulled open without warning. In the next

heartbeat, an all too familiar grim figure stepped in. “Jessica, I didn’t expect that the first

thing you do upon returning to Horington after five years is to look for men. You’ve really

opened my eyes to a new side of you.”

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