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The mansion’s security team was a kilometer
away.
Within three minutes, I reached them.
I stumbled out of the car, almost falling.
These mansions cost millions, with young, ex-
military security guards.
If they helped, one robber was nothing.
“Hey, miss, are you alright?”
A guard helped me up.
I grabbed his arm, tears pouring down my
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sister’s there!”
I expected immediate action.
But he hesitated. “You’re Miss Sarah from
15?”
I nodded frantically, tears flowing, “Please
save my sister!”
The guard shook his head. “Miss Sarah, are
you kids playing pranks?”
“Mr. Landen called just now, otherwise, I’d
believe you.
Mr. Landen?
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Ethan Landen!
This area belonged to the Landen family, and
Ethan was my childhood friend.
“I’m not joking! There’s a robber! Lily’s still
there! Look at my injuries!”
I cried out, kneeling.
“Please, just check! I’m telling the truth! Look
at my injuries!”
The guard frowned, considering.
T
Another guard hesitated. “Maybe we should
check, it’s…“”
Just then, a Cayenne pulled up.
Ethan got out, then opened the passenger
seat, revealing Tiffany.
Seeing me, she gasped, shocked and hurt.
“Sarah, I know you didn’t want Uncle Steven
to spend the anniversary with Mom, but this
is too much!”
Ethan saw my state and frowned.
“Look at yourself.”
“If Uncle Steven hadn’t told me you hired
actors to stop Aunt Tiffany, I would have
believed you.”
