It was a wolf.
The hairs on Charlotte’s arms stood as her legs shook.
Slowly and carefully, she started inching backward, ready to flee the scene.
However, the wolf quickened its step as it narrowed its eyes. She could sense the murderous aura from it.
“D-Don’t eat me.”
Charlotte choked out her words before she took several steps back. Then, she sprinted back the way she came from.
For a few seconds, there were no sounds coming from behind her. When Charlotte turned around to look, she saw that the wolf stood at its spot for a while before it slowly padded behind her.
Evidently, the wolf was looking down on a weak prey like her.
It was a game of cat and mouse. Once she was tired, it would pounce on her and eat her.
Charlotte ran as quickly as she could, all while trying to get her phone to work. She wanted to call for help, but the screen refused to work.
By now, her terror was at its peak, and she screamed, “Help! Help!”
Unfortunately, no one heard her.
Not far ahead of her was the Nachts’ residence. She knew that the moment she entered the gates, she would be safe.
She was overwhelmed with regret.
Why did I have to anger Zachary?
Why did I have to come out here alone in the middle of the night?
Does being courageous bring me any benefit?
Can my dignity help me survive? No! Of course not!
Who the f*ck cares about that damn agreement? I’ll sign that paper. As long as I can live, I’ll do anything!
I still have three kids, Mrs. Berry, and Fifi. I even have a hundred thousand that I haven’t spent yet.
I can’t die now!
Awoo! The wolf had finally lost its patience and it was now loping at full speed toward her.
Her heart leaping to her throat, Charlotte sprinted.
The Nachts’ residence was right in front of her, but no matter how quick she tried to run, it felt like she would never reach it.
On the other hand, the wolf was getting closer and closer.
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