Rodgers pointed at a weedy path in front of him, “Follow this path, and we should leave this area. I’ll get you to another hiding spot. They won’t find us, at least for a while.”
Clarence even arranged another hiding spot for her.
Clarence had been considering all sorts of possibilities for her before he left.
Florence frowned. Perhaps Clarence knew she wasn’t going to come back when he left. So, he prepared so many backup plans for her.
Florence owed too much to Clarence.
Florence shook away her guiltiness and earnestly said to Rodgers, “Sorry for the troubles.”
“Don’t bother. I didn’t do it for nothing. Clarence paid me a good sum of money that could change my life.”
Rodgers laughed sincerely without hiding anything from Florence.
It was a favour and a trade.
Florence felt grateful either way. She hesitated and asked, “Do you know how’s Clarence doing now?”
Rodgers showed his worry. He answered Florence softly, “I’m not sure. He told me that if he didn’t come back, I must get you out of there and take care of you.”
Florence was disappointed.
Even Rodgers didn’t know how Clarence was doing. Florence didn’t know who she could ask anymore.
Florence hesitated and asked nervously, “After we leave here and landed in a safe place, could you please help me to ask around and see how Clarence is doing? Even if it is just a little piece of information is better than nothing.”
When Rodgers was about to answer Florence, a strange and cold voice rose from afar.
“No need to ask around. I can tell you what happened to Clarence.”
These words came out from the man’s mouth word-by-word like he was chewing them.
Florence was stunned by the malicious words the man said.
She turned around in fear and saw a man in a wheelchair at the end of the weedy path.
The man’s face was wrapped in thick gauze. Florence could only see his eyes and mouth. There was a machine sticking on the man’s neck. It vibrated as the man spoke, and produced a robotic voice.
Florence recognized who the man was even if he was so tightly wrapped up and she couldn’t see his face.
Benjamin!
Florence knew he wasn’t dead.
Florence thought she escaped, but she ended up cornered by Benjamin.
Benjamin stopped her from escaping.
Florence was feeling chilly, and her body was stiff. The hopelessness she felt almost got her crushed.
Rodgers opened his arms and stood in front of Florence, “Run. I will stop him.”
Florence was surprised. She looked at Rodgers and thought, Rodgers came here to help her because of a simple favour, but yet he was so responsible.
Florence was touched, yet resigned.
Benjamin was badly injured, and he couldn’t have moved around by himself. He wasn’t alone for sure.
Benjamin’s minions and his fierce maids were nearby.
Rodgers and Florence might be cornered by them right now.
Where else can Florence run to?
Florence patted Rodgers’s shoulder, “There’s nowhere to run. You should go and leave us here.”
Florence didn’t want to get Rodgers into trouble.
Rodgers shook his head and stood still.
“How can a man leave you here and runaway? Leave it to me. I’ve learned taekwondo before. I can protect you.”
“Am I too gentle that you all dared to betray me again and again?”
Benjamin sneered mockingly. The machine beside his neck was vibrating and created a sharp and strange robotic noise.
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