Chapter 942 Escape
“I didn’t say I was gonna run away, did I? I just need some fresh air in the garden. Come along as you wish,” said Narissa. “But—”
“You know you won’t be able to work for our family if I put in some ‘good words’ for you with my father, right?” The bodyguard made way for her upon hearing that. “Some fresh air might help with your recovery. This way, Miss.”
At long last, she could have a taste of freedom. A man with his right leg plastered was sitting on a bench under a huge tree. Since there was some space abutting him, she gladly took a seat.
She closed her eyes and felt the sweet relief of nature wrapping herself, deeming that spending her days in a hospital was not that bad. At the very least, she needed not confront Gale.
“Hey,” the man beside her called. “Me?” Narissa looked back, realizing that he seemed quite handsome.
Despite his short hair, his features added a dominant aura around him. In addition to the untrammeled essence from his beard, he looked like the bad boy type which one could never resist; he resembled a celebrity with the last name ‘Adamson’.
“There’s no one else aside from us.” He raised his eyebrow. “Grounded by your family?”
Narissa shrugged as an acknowledgment of his question. With over ten bodyguards following her to the garden, anyone could get a gist of the situation.
“That makes us buddies.” He reached out for her hand before lifting his chin and pointing their front. “Look, the men on the left are watching you, and the men on the right are watching me.”
She had a strange feeling upon the epiphany. It was unbelievable to meet someone in the same boat. “Wanna escape?” the man suggested mysteriously.
“But… Including the men from your side, at least twenty people are keeping an eye on us. How are we gonna run away?” She perceived it as unrealistic.
“Of course, I have an idea, or I wouldn’t have suggested an escape. Come closer.”
Curious about what he had up in his sleeves, she obediently moved closer to him. Hearing his whispers ringing in her ear, she was so shocked that her eyes widened. “I-Is this possible?”
“We won’t know until we give it a shot.” His excitement went over the roof. “I have a race tonight as well. I can’t let them see me as a scaredy cat.”
She lowered her head until her gaze reached his plastered leg, teasing, “A race? In this state?”
“What’s wrong?” He knocked on the plaster twice. “It’s thick, but I’ve fully recovered since ages ago. It’s the doctor’s doing. He just won’t take it off from me after my family bought him off. Anyways, you don’t have to worry about it. Just say it—are you down for it?”
His dogged determination piqued her interest, hence the agreement. “I trust you this time.”
“Yes!” His hands formed a fist vehemently before questioning, “What’s your name?”
“Narissa Cuber.”
“You’re Narissa Cuber?” the man responded in pleasant surprise.
So, this was the girl my family set me up with? It seems like she hasn’t recognized me yet.
“Got a problem with that?” She sensed something off.
“Nope. It’s a pretty name.” With a grin, he stretched out his hand for a handshake while introducing himself, “Paul Heidelberg. Let’s celebrate in advance for our successful escape.”
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The night dawned, and the clock showed 8:15PM. Paul beckoned a bodyguard into Room No. 602 before shoving the hospital gown and wig into the bodyguard’s arms. Paul requested someone to buy him those props during the day.
“Get changed and wander around on the fourth floor ten minutes later.”
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