The truck had apparently traveled a considerable distance. Not to mention the road was bumpy and not very nice to travel on.
What kind of remote place was this?
"We're here."
After finally hearing that, I followed them down.
With both their escort, we came to a small western-style building.
Unexpectedly, there was such a nice villa hidden in the wilderness.
The door opened slowly, and I walked in. There was a man who looked like a housekeeper standing at the door. He gave the two men a bag of money, and they left
content.
"You can go in now." The butler's gaze moved toward me. His eyes were terrifying in the dim moonlight.
My heart fluttered as he opened the door to let me in.
As soon as I stepped into the living room, a cool breeze blew toward me, making me feel cold.
Facing me was the window that no one had closed.
Turning a corner, I saw a small figure on the sofa in the living room.
"Munchkin?" I called out.
"Mommy."
Hearing my voice, Munchkin turned his head sharply. He then ran toward me and threw himself into my arms. "Mommy,
you're finally here."
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