"Master Nigel, why must you be friends with me?"
"No! Don't talk about yourself like that!
"You were more noble and unsullied than any girl I had met!"
"Don’t talk about yourself like that, Sabrina," Nigel said with a heartache.
"However, the reality is as such," said Sabrina in a dull manner, then her voice became slightly hoarser, "I did not wish to get involved in the rich people’s circle, but I was treated like a small toy and was made fun of by all of you for two whole months. I was a homeless person who was released from prison. I was carrying a child in my belly. I didn't have the ability to fight against all of you."
”1 was like a clown spinning around in the circle that all of you had set up for me."
"After I had fainted from dizziness, you would label all sorts of sl*tty and cheap hats on me.”
"All that didn’t matter."
"It didn’t matter.”
"However, what about my daughter?"
"She is only five years old!" "Master Nigel, I beg of you to please step on it, I want t
o find my daughter!” "I want to find my daughter!”
Sabrina almost had a mental breakdown.
"Okay, okay. Calm down, Sabrina, calm down. I'm sending you there now. Also, you don't have to worry about your brother. I would do everything I could to help you inquire about his whereabouts. I would also send the best medicine to treat his legs. After all, Zayn was also once my friend," Nigel said while he drove on.
"Thank you." Sabrina leaned against the back of the chair in exhaustion and never spoke again.
Nigel drove the car very steadily during the whole journey. After more than half an hour, they arrived at the entrance of the Ford Group’s building. Sabrina raised her head and looked up. It was the type where you could not see the top of the building at a glance.
"Sabrina, we had arrived. I would not accompany you anymore. My cousin doesn't like family members getting involved in business matters. Could you go up yourself?" asked Nigel.
Sabrina nodded and then got out of the car.
"Sabrina!" Nigel called out again.
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