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Chapter 45: Uninvited Guest
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Isabelle hung up the call and stared at her phone blankly for a while before thinking about what to do. “Take me to this address,” Isabelle instructed the taxi driver, her voice barely above a whisper as she handed him her phone.The driver glanced at the screen and frowned. “This area’s pretty quiet, it was about to be redeveloped but redevelopment was stopped because a murder case happened there. Miss, are you sure this is where you need to go?”“Yes, just take me there.” Isabelle said firmly, clutching her bag as if it were a lifeline.The ride was silent, except for the hum of the engine and Isabelle’s restless breathing. Her thoughts raced, replaying Peter’s sinister words over and over.When they arrived, the driver hesitated before unlocking the doors. “This place doesn’t look safe. Do you want me to wait? Or… should I call the police?”“No, please don't bother.” Isabelle replied quickly. “It's nothing much. I’m just visiting a friend. I’ll be fine.”The driver gave her a skep
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