Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Blanche Capra ran as hard as she could, not daring to look back, fortunately she was still in good physical condition, and in the end it was just as she expected, the western woods soon came to an end, and she was once again back on the main road.

At this time she dared to look back, the trees behind the deep, no movement at all.

It appeared that no one was catching up.

She walked along the road, hoping to meet a passing car, or see someone she could borrow a phone from, Blanche Capra’s strength was almost gone, her legs were getting weak, but she couldn’t stop.

Finally, Blanche Capra saw a red telephone booth.

Blanche Capra picked up the phone, but all she could remember was York Charlie’s number. She dialled the number with a sense of self-loathing.

The phone beeped a few times before being answered.

“I’m on the main road west of the forest, come pick me up!” She said.

York Charlie didn’t say anything on his end, which Blanche Capra found a little odd, “Hello? York Charlie?”

“It’s me, Blanche Capra,” a familiar female voice said.

Blanche Capra froze for a moment, “Shireen Miller? Why are you answering the phone?” Wasn’t this York Charlie’s phone? Could they be together?

“Blanche Capra, you’re killing me!”

“… What do you mean by that?”

Shireen Miller let out a soft laugh over there, “You’re a fast runner.”

Blanche Capra heard her mockery and paused for a long moment before saying, “You put York Charlie on the phone!”

“York Charlie?” Shireen Miller let out another laugh, “Do you think I’d let him answer your phone?” Blanche Capra, don’t forget, you gave me your word in black and white that you would never pester York Charlie again. Charlie, are you going to break your promise now?”

Blanche Capra whispered, “There are some things that still need to be dealt with. Besides, you didn’t manage to take me out successfully did you?”

“You …” came the exasperated voice, “You’re delusional. Blanche Capra I’m telling you, since I’m the one who answered this phone call, I’m not going to let you get away with this! You’ll be out there waiting to die!”

The phone was hung up.

Blanche Capra had a bit of a headache, offhand she only remembered York Charlie’s number and offhand the call was answered by Shireen Miller, who hated herself so much that maybe she would actually send someone over to turn on her.

Death. Was it really that close?

No, she was going to live.

Immediately after Shireen Miller hangs up, she picks up her own mobile phone and calls Albert, telling him exactly where Blanche Capra is, while Albert receives the message and sends out his men, ordering them to dispose of the woman, unnoticed.

Preferably causing an accident in the middle of nowhere.

And over there, Blanche Capra’s stamina is getting worse and worse, she looks at the house that is gradually becoming clear in front of her eyes, and finally her legs go soft, her eyelids close, and she faints.

By the time Blanche Capra woke up, it was already sunset and twilight.

“You’re awake.” An old voice rang out.

Blanche Capra fixes her eyes to see a grandmother bringing a glass of water, the water hot and heavy, and then surveys the surrounding area, a very common rural house layout.

Blanche Capra sits up, takes the hot water, and whispers, “Thank you.”

The grandmother let out a sigh, “How could a young girl like you faint on the road? Luckily, my old man saw you and called out to the neighbours to carry you here. How unsafe it is outside, look at you, you’re from the city, right?”

Blanche Capra felt that she was very kind and smiled lightly, “Well, there were no cars on the road either, I couldn’t walk back, I was probably too tired so I fainted.”

Luckily the grandmother didn’t ask too many questions, she looked at her again before saying, “Actually, someone came to look for you while you were unconscious.”

Blanche Capra was shocked, and heard the grandmother say, “It was a couple of men, and they just didn’t seem like nice people. My old lady thought, you’re such a little girl, how thin you are, and I didn’t know what would happen if I just handed you over like that! So I lied and said I hadn’t seen any strange women.”

Blanche Capra was touched to hear this, and thanked her again.

“But, girl,” added the grandmother, “you must be careful; those people will keep looking for you if they can’t find you, and they may still be hanging round our village, waiting for you to turn up.”

Blanche Capra thought, “Maybe it’s Shireen Miller, because she’s the only one who knows she’s in this part of the country. She also shuddered to think what they would do to her if she did fall into the hands of those people.

Shireen Miller said to leave her out there to die, and the hatred in her tone was so strong and so obvious that Blanche Capra was scared and panicked when she thought again of the people who might still be around.

The grandmother told her to go to bed, but Blanche Capra couldn’t sleep.

Waiting for the next day, after breakfast, the old granny came to her again, “Girl, there is another person coming to ask about you, I think he is quite good looking, and he is not dressed like a bad person, could he be your friend?”

Blanche Capra’s first thought was of York Charlie.

Could it be him?

A faint joy rising in her heart, Blanche Capra said, “Grandma, can I go out and have a look?”

Granny thought for a moment, nodded, and said, “Then hide yourself, by the door, while I call him in.”

Blanche Capra answered, and obediently hid behind the door and peered through a crack. In a few moments the grandmother came in, and then the long legged man in grey suit trousers stepped in.

Blanche Capra knew at first glance that it wasn’t York Charlie, and as she looked further up, she saw Lorcan George’s slightly melancholy peach eyes.

Except for the last time in the shopping mall, Blanche Capra has not seen him for too long, when she saw him now, his whole temperament has changed, used to be so bright, now actually with some melancholy.

Blanche Capra no longer hesitated, opened the door and walked out.

At the sight of Blanche Capra’s appearance, Lorcan George’s eyes lit up a light, “little sweetheart!

Blanche Capra’s nose flared as she looked at him with unblinking eyes, “You’ve lost so much weight.”

Lorcan George did not expect her to say such words right away, his heart felt incendiary and touched, it was not in vain that he regarded her as so important, perhaps, in her heart, he did not have no place at all.

“Is it that your father doesn’t feed you well?” Blanche Capra suddenly snickered.

Lorcan George’s charming mood suddenly dispersed, and the corner of his mouth involuntarily twitched, “After a long goodbye, I came all the way here to save you, aren’t you even touched?”

Blanche Capra made a confused look, “Should I be touched?”

Lorcan George simply didn’t know what to say.

The grandmother entered the room at some point, and Blanche Capra asked the question, “How did you get here? How did you know I was here?”

Lorcan George smiled, “I’ve been doing more business with THE Miller family lately, I heard that you had an accident, and sensed that THE Miller family was acting differently, so I secretly followed them here.”

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“What else? I’m still under my father’s thumb, and the only person I can use is myself.” He spread his hands in mock helplessness. Then he added, “Shireen Miller’s dad is supposed to be trying to fix you, so you should always be careful in the future, and how come York Charlie didn’t protect you? You’re trapped and running for your life, what the hell is wrong with him?”

Blanche Capra heard the exasperation in his tone and shook her head, “He’s not to blame this time, I’m the one who had to run out.”

“You … you’re leaving him?” Lorcan George’s heart lifted.

Blanche Capra laughed, “Just think of it as me going out for a break!” It turned into a bitter smile, “I didn’t realise that I could be kidnapped even for a walk, maybe the shares in my hand are too dazzling.”

“Do you know who it is?” Lorcan George asked.