Chapter 1788
Chapter 1788
Tracy was stunned stiff. It was only after Bertha told her to call an ambnce that she snapped out of
her daze. She thought maybe Arnold was back downstairs, and this woman she was losing so much
blood. If Arnold found out that she’d stabbed someone, he’d certainly abandon her.
In desperation, Tracy decided to go all in. She began threatening Bertha and her daughter with the
knife. “Back off! Nobody’s leaving this house today!”
“Have you lost your mind?!” Bertha eximed frantically. “Do you know what could happen if she loses
too much blood?!”
Tracy’s face was a wash of panic. She knew the consequences of excessive blood loss, but the woman
seemed fine for now, didn’t she? Once She managed to get Arnold out of the house, she nned to
take the woman to her father’s clinic to stop the bleeding. She wasn’t stupid; she didn’t want a
needless murder on her conscience.
As Tracy hoped for She to return after getting rid of Arnold, a sudden shriek came from downstairs.
The attic door wasn’t soundproof, so some noise from downstairs could still be heard.
What happened? What was going on?
After hearing She’s scream, Tracy’s already panicked state became even more unsettled. She held
the knife threateningly at Bertha and Lea, backing away slowly and locking the attic door behind her.
Then she hurried downstairs to check on She.
Back in the attic, only the injured Marlinie, Bertha, and her daughter were left.
Lea’s tears were flowing freely. “Mom, what do we do? Is Ms. Marlinie going to die?”
Marlinie didn’t want to scare the child. She forced a smile despite the pain. “Don’t worry, sweetheart; I’ll
be okay.”
“But… but you’re losing so much blood!” Lea was getting a bit frantic. Her tears couldn’t stop.
At this point, Bertha needed to stay calm. She quickly looked around the room, then said to Lea, “Stop
crying, darling. Go get the bed sheets. We’ll tear them into strips and use them to stop Marlinie’s
bleeding.”
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Upon hearing her mother’s instructions, Lea quickly wiped her tears on her sleeve and hurried to do as
told.
Meanwhile, downstairs.
As She opened the door, she was startled by a row of tall men in ck suits and sunsses.
Their towering figures castrge shadows over her, creating an oppressive atmosphere. She
instinctively took a step back, stammering, “Who…who are you guys? Why are you ringing our
doorbell?”
The man leading the group was bald with sunsses and the only one wearing a tie. He stepped in
with a domineering stride past the Mendoza family’s threshold. He nced around the living room, not
finding anyone, then turned to She and asked, “Where’s thedy and young miss?”
She was utterly baffled. “I don’t know you, and I don’t know who you’re looking for. You’ve got the
wrong house!”
With that, She tried to close the door, intending to shut these intimidating men out.
Of course, the leader wasn’t going to leave without finding who he was looking for. He forcefully pushed
the door, knocking both the door and She down.