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CHAPTER 43

Autor: Praise Lan
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SHE DISCOVERED MY IDENTITY.

Anne's POV.

The door swung open with a burst of hurried footsteps, Her breath came in short, panicked bursts, her hair slightly disheveled as though she had run the whole way here. Her eyes swept wildly around the room—searching, desperate—until they landed on me.

“Anne?” Her voice cracked in the middle, both fearful and hopeful. “Oh, thank God—Anne!”

It was Mrs. Halima, the woman who had hired me at the restaurant… the woman in whose restaurant I had collapsed. Her hands trembled as she pressed them over her chest, her relief slowly softening the tight lines around her eyes.

“I thought—” She swallowed, shaking her head. “They told me there was a power issue. I—I panicked. I thought something happened to you again.”

I locked my gaze on her and whispered, “Not at all.” I shook my head in rejection of her thought of bad things happening to me. My voice came out weak despite my effort to sound firm.

Maxwell moved aside respectfully to give her space. Harris, w
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