Chapter 1442


    "Look, I''m guessing this kind of thing is a bit over your head. Let me call the cops for you, and you


    dial 911, tell them there''s been a car crash and someone''s hurt."


    The driver was managing the situation while he whipped out his cell to call the local police.


    He was trying to cut down the time it would take to handle the crash. Every minute saved could be a


    minute closer to saving a life.


    "Okay, okay, I''m calling for an ambnce." Georgia''s voice was small and shaky, her nerves getting


    the best of her.


    She spun in ce, patting her pockets like she couldn''t find her phone.


    After a minute of fumbling, as if it finally dawned on her, she dashed to her car to look for her


    mobile.


    By that time, the driver had already hung up with the police and noticed Georgia still searching. The


    woman in the car was still bleeding from her forehead, and it was gut-wrenching to see.


    The driver went ahead and dialed for an ambnce, too.


    Five minutes had passed since his call to the police when Georgia finally found her phone. She was


    visibly distraught and gasping for air as she thanked him, "Sir, I can''t thank you enough. I''d be lost


    without your help, I wouldn''t even know where to start."


    While Georgia said this on the surface, she was seething with irritation inside.


    Mind your own business!


    Did he really think Georgia Reed, the heir to the Reed family fortune, wouldn''t know how to call the


    police and an ambnce after a crash?


    The driver politely responded, "No worries, saving lives is what''s important."


    Soon enough, the police and ambnce arrived.


    They rushed Hertha to the hospital, and after assessing the scene, the police cleared the cars to the


    side. The road was open again, and the city''s hustle and bustle resumed as if nothing had


    happened.


    ...


    Thssa returned to Hollowbrookte into the night. She parked her car in the driveway of her


    home.


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    Three years ago, a vi built for her family by Lysander was destroyed by a bomb dropped from a


    helicopter, leaving her and her aunt homeless.


    Later, Thssa used the $200,000 she''d saved from her secretarial job to clear the rubble from the


    original site and had a modest two-story house built.


    It wasn''t as luxurious as the vi, but it was enough for her and her aunt.


    After exchanging brief pleasantries with her aunt at home, Thssa headed over to a friend''s ce


    in the same vige.


    The rural nights were quieter than the city''s. Most of the vige homes were shut after eight o''clock,


    with residents either watching TV or getting ready for bed.


    Thssa knocked on the door, and a voice called out from inside.


    As the door opened, a warm glow spilled out, cutting through the darkness and illuminating


    Thssa''s face.


    "Thssa, what brings you back all of a sudden? I was just talking to Astrid this afternoon, and you


    weren''t home," Lydia said, surprised to see her.


    Lydia was Thssa''s childhood friend, and they had grown up together. They were close, but after


    Thssa got into college, Lydia chose to join the military instead of pursuing her studies. So they


    hadn''t seen each other in a while.


    Lydia was a tall girl, standing at 5''9". With a short haircut and a forthright personality, she looked


    much like a tomboy.