Chapter 158

The car sped along, and Mercer Harvey carefully supported Isolde Sowey as he observed her pale complexion and wound on her neck, filled with guilt: "Isolde Sowey, I'm sorry—I've hurt you again."

Isolde Soyer shook her head, a faint, weak smile playing on her lips: "Davin Harvey, I'm fine. As long as...

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