As she stepped out of the hotel, Aubree's mind drew a blank. She had no idea what to do next.
There was no way she could return to the mansion on the outskirts, as Lucian would definitely have it watched.
The same could be said of the hotel.
Feeling desperate, she gave Frieda a call.
The latter, who was already sound asleep, was woken up by the ringing of her phone.
Just as she was about to end the call by reflex, she was jolted awake by a glimpse of the caller ID. It was then that a glint of annoyance flashed across her eyes.
Aubree! When is she going to stop bugging me?
Upon regaining her composure, she answered, “Aubree, is there anything I can do for you?”
“Where are you now? Come to the hotel. I'm downstairs waiting for you. Remember, don't let anyone find out!”
The tension in Aubree's voice couldn't be any more obvious.
Her tone caused Frieda's heart to inexplicably sink. Before she even replied, she had already gotten out of bed.
“What's wrong? Did something happen? Why do you want to see me?” she asked while getting dressed.
Aubree answered flatly, “They have evidence against me and have probably called the police too. That's why I've gone into hiding. If you lead anyone to me, I'll drag you down to hell with me!”
Frieda froze as panic began to fill her eyes.
Aubree is on the run from the police. Should I help her now? What if I lead them to her?
While she was hesitating, Aubree's voice rang out again. “If you don't show up, the first thing I'll do when I'm caught is to expose your crimes. When that happens, I can't guarantee what my tongue will let slip. If you cross me, I'll definitely make you suffer for it!”
Faced with the blatant threat, Frieda lost her temper and snapped, “You better not cross the line!”
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