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"What's wrong? You seem so troubled"

Murray stood motionless, letting her embrace his waist. He asks Malcolm, "Prepare the car."

"Right away," Malcolm hurriedly.

Soon he returned, "boss, the car is ready."

Murray glanced at Emily and sighed helplessly, "Take her with us in the car."

"Let me go! What are you trying to do?"

Emily began to struggle. The two young servants dared not breathe, restraining her. She was drunk, making her movements sluggish.

"Murray, you cur, where are you taking me? I won't go. I want to get out of the car. Let me go."

Murray, sitting in the front, was already in excruciating pain, and her cursing only added to his headache. In a fit of anger, he shouted, "Stop the car!"

The nanny's car screeched to a halt. They were in a transition area between the villa and the city, with no villages ahead or stores behind.

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