The group didn’t hesitate, stepping forward and dragging Zoey toward the roaring dough press.
Zoey thrashed and cried desperately, “I know I was wrong! Please, let me go! I don’t want this!”
Her hand, held tightly by the group, was forced closer and closer to the menacing machine.
However, Zoey’s pleas for mercy had no effect whatsoever. Lise observed the scene with chilling detachment. Today, Zoey would face harsh punishment!
Even Calvin and his associates were so terrified that some of them passed out on the spot.
Then, out of nowhere, a gunshot broke the silence. Bang! The bullet struck the arm of the man restraining Zoey, eliciting a scream of agony from him.
Chaos ensued instantly. Lise swiftly took cover behind a large piece of machinery, her eyes warily scanning the area.
Lise’s crew hadn’t noticed earlier, but Katelyn and Vincent did—the shot had come from near the entrance where the dog was tied.
At that moment, the dog began barking frantically. However, another gunshot soon followed, and the dog collapsed to the ground, whimpering a couple of times before succumbing to the darkness.
Katelyn murmured, “Who is it?”
The newcomer was armed and clearly had evil intentions. Could Lise possibly have such powerful enemies?
Vincent gave a slight shake of his head. The shooter was Zoey, now saved, collapsed to the floor, struggling for air. She instinctively grasped her hand, relieved to find it still whole.
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At that moment, the mysterious shooter began to step forward from the shadows. As the figure entered the factory, Katelyn’s eyes widened in astonishment. It was Sophia!
Why was she here, and why did she rescue Zoey? Katelyn was utterly baffled.
Vincent quietly cautioned, “Hold off on any sudden actions; let’s wait and see what unfolds.”
Their arrival had gone unnoticed, keeping their presence hidden from the others.
Upon seeing Sophia, Lise’s eyes shot open in surprise.
“Ashlyn?!” She had clashed with Ashlyn before at Westine Mall, so she recognized Ashlyn on sight.
Emerging from her cover, Lise quickly pleaded, “Miss Marshall, it’s me, Lise. I admit I was wrong at Westine Mall. Please, show mercy. I’ll make it up to you in any way you wish, but today, I’m here for Zoey’s life.”
Then… Bang!
Sophia’s face remained cold as she aimed and fired a shot beside Lise’s feet. Her voice was sharp and unforgiving.
“Get lost.”
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