Speeding away from the place, Jane spotted a carriage that was preparing to leave the town. The sight immediately made her heart leap into her throat. Without wasting another second, she quickly slipped off her loafers and raised one into the air before throwing it toward the carriage as hard as she could. The shoe spun through the air before striking the side of the carriage with a loud thud. "Stop! Stop, please stop there!" she shouted at the top of her lungs, her voice carrying down the road. The coachman, who heard the sudden commotion, visibly startled and quickly twisted around to look behind him. At first, his expression suggested he was ready to scold whoever was trying to stop his master's carriage, but the moment his eyes landed on Jane, he stopped himself. Seeing her face, her delicate features and appearance that still carried traces of refinement despite her current state, he immediately swallowed whatever harsh words had been prepared on his tongue. Instead, a polit
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