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“No exits pass at this point.” Chaewon reached the end of the tunnel. Mrs. Kim stood at the far end, gun raised. Her dress was torn, blood on her neck, eyes wild. “This was never supposed to end like this,” she said. “You’re right,” Chaewon whispered, lifting the pendant. “It was supposed to end with me on my knees, but I didn't kneel.” Mrs. Kim laughed, the sound hard and sharp. “You’ll never be free of us.”

Her body was shaking uncontrollably. “Don’t move or we’ll shoot!” a policeman shouted. “Put your weapon down!” another ordered. Chan heard laughter and then heard Dave say, “Like hell I’m going to do that.” Bang! Bang! Bang! Chan closed her eyes and tensed as she held her breath. A moment later, she felt Sam kissing her forehead, and she raised her face to look at him. He gave her a smile and said, “It’s over now. Dave is dead.” Chan widened her eyes. She turned around to find Dave lying on the ground and the policemen surrounding his dead body.

Chan who had her lips twitched “I’m not getting a good feeling, just keep an eye, I’ll leave for now and return in evening, C’mon Tama, let’s go meet grandpa,” Mrs. Chan walked to the door, she turned back again to look at Ana and Mak one last time before walking out “Kids, just ensure that she doesn’t tell Mahira about all that..,” she finally left Ana and Mak gave each other a worried look In Mahira’s Room: As soon as Mak had left Mahira’s room, Sonia turned to Mahira and glared at her “Miss Saha, I am shocked at myself for having underestimated your capabilities till now.” Mahira was taken aback by the 360 that Sonia just did

She had amnesia and forgot the matter, but it was also possible she had not been the one who did it at all. Channing could not completely confirm that Sydney had lied to him yet, but he did not relax either. Evan was right about a person's rotten nature. Would someone that kind become what she was now? To keep his distance from Sydney, Channing took the initiative to sit on the couch. He pressed a hand to his forehead and took a deep breath, then asked, "What are you doing here? Our marriage is done. Whether it was the result of someone's scheme or not, the Lane family won't continue this marriage."

After my older sister, Elise Sterling, is supposedly imprisoned for financial crimes, I become the target of retaliation from her enemies. I can't find a job and live under constant threats. Almost every morning, I find garbage left outside my door. At night, I come home to find my front door splattered with red paint, imitating blood. I break down and fall into depression. Over the next five years, I make three attempts to end my life. The last time, as I lay there after emptying the entire bottle of sleeping pills down my throat, waiting for everything to end, I suddenly hear my sister's frantic voice. "I only wanted to punish Leon! Why did you take it this far?" Her godbrother,

I finally found the one, and Lucas Santiago is the one. -The end- ______________________________________________________________________________ Finally, we got a happy ending here! I can't believe this story already end. Thank you to all the readers who read this story until the end. I really appreciate it and thank you for giving this story support. This is my fourth story on W*****d and getting love from all the readers, makes me so happy. I will be writing more stories to let you entertain. Wait for it! Anyways, don't forget to click the little star and leave a comment about this chapter. ***** Much love from me Little Munchkins

Time to end this one way or another. ***

******* Hello Dear Readers, This is the final chapter of the story, a happy ending for Charles and Sarah. I’m so glad you’re here for me and give it a try. It's hard to say goodbye to the characters and stories I created after drawing a full plot storyline. I feel happy and sad at the same, but I really should let Sarah enjoy her happiness, as some of you commented. She deserves it. Anyway, thank you all for loving it. If you like my writing style, I still have other stories you might like. I'm looking forward to your interaction with me in other stories.

They totally forgot about the cunning and deadly Chairman of Lee Feng Empire, Chairman Vincent Lee Feng, a master of torture is Sarah's granduncle. "Mama, he's the notorious Chairman Feng, right?" "Yes," She thought perhaps after all these years Chairman Feng, her father's former friend now enemy didn't know about everything. She closes her eyes, and she saw a flashback haunting her... The flickering candlelight cast long, dancing shadows across the worn wooden floorboards of the abandoned cabin. Rain lashed against the windows, mirroring the storm brewing; inside lay sprawled on the floor, a Caucasian man's body contorted at an unnatural angle, a crimson stain blooming on his shirt.

Placing the phone back on my ear, I answered, "Oh, okay. You need my help with something?" Tcee waved her hands in front of me and I spared her a glance. She made an O shape with her right hand then used her index finger to poke in and out of it with a wink. Wrinkling my nose in disgust, I averted my gaze to my feet and counted the number of toes I had–of course they were ten. "Okay, I'll be right there with the files." With that, the call ended and I placed my phone on the counter; glaring fire balls at Tcee.