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When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind novel Chapter 375

When the kidnapper came back from the bathroom, Winston clutched the shard of glass in his hand without flinching.

He did everything he could to minimize his presence.

With his hands tied behind his back, as long as the man didn’t walk behind him, he wouldn’t notice Winston’s attempt to break free.

Luckily, the kidnapper seemed to be losing interest.

Maybe he was planning to rest a bit before calling Winston’s parents again to demand ransom.

The tall man sat directly across from Winston, eyes half–lidded, pretending to relax.

Winston knew–this was his best chance.

He quickened his movements, trying to slice through the coarse rope binding his wrists.

Finally-

The rope gave way with a sudden snap!

It loosened all at once, slipping from his wrists.

Winston breathed a silent sigh of relief.

His hands were free–but his legs were still bound.

And with his legs tied, there was no way he could run.

Still, Winston didn’t move. He remained in the same position, hands perfectly still-

Because he knew the man in front of him wasn’t fully asleep. Not yet.

One wrong move now would be the same as signing his death certificate.

This was when he needed patience more than anything.

He waited in silence.

Then, when the man’s breathing deepened–slow and steady–Winston realized: he’s finally asleep.

Now.

He gripped the shard tighter and began slicing at the rope around his ankles.

The knots were pulled so tight they were impossible to undo by hand–glass was the only way.

His hands moved fast, full of urgency and focus.

All the while, he kept glancing up, watching for any signs of the man waking.

The glass bit into his skin–sharp and merciless.

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Blood welled up instantly, pain flaring in his fingers-

As long as he ran fast enough, stayed out of reach, there was hope. There was a future.

Winston hadn’t expected him to wake so soon.

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