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Chapter 312 Women’s Hell
Claire was taken aback, a sudden shock hitting her like a thunderclap. She stood there, stunned, unable to react.
She thought, “Did I hear that right?
What did Harrison just say?
Frederick handed me over to him for disposal, and now he was here to take my life?”
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“Heh, Mr. Prescott, are you joking? Murder is illegal. How could you, of all people, break the law?”
Claire forced a smile, though she was inwardly panicking.
Her steps instinctively took a step back.
“Claire, you know murder is illegal. So, when you attacked Anna four years ago, did you not think you would pay with your own life? Come, take her away!”
Harrison’s eyes narrowed as he gave the order to have Claire controlled.
“Wait!” Claire quickly intervened.
“What? Do you think you have the right to resist?” Harrison turned, sneering.
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“I am not resisting,” Claire answered. “I just want to make a phone call.”
“To Frederick? You do not believe he has handed you over to me, or do you think a phone call will change his mind?”
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“Let me tell you, Claire, do not waste your time. If he is willing to hand you over to me, it means you are not important to him at all.”
“Kneeling before him would also not help. You have no use anymore.”
Harrison immediately assumed Claire wanted to call Frederick.
“No, I am not calling Frederick, I am calling Antony,” Claire shook her head.
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Actually, Claire knew that calling Frederick would not help.
And now, having calmed down, she was not as panicked.
Claire thought, “After all, I was Frederick’s fiancée. I had publicly gotten engaged to Frederick at Elizabeth’s birthday banquet.
How could Harrison just kill me?
My biggest concern now was still Antony. If Antony did not hear from me today, he might cause trouble at Halfmoon Manor.
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At that point, anything could happen.”
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“Alright, have someone give her the phone.”
Harrison had never expected that the person Claire wanted to call at this moment was Antony.
He suddenly laughed and ordered his men to hand the phone to Claire.
Harrison thought, “Calling Antony?” Great! I could record it and let Frederick listen. At the most critical moment, who was the woman thinking of?”
Claire did not know Harrison’s intentions. She quickly grabbed the phone and dialed Antony.
‘Claire, how are you? Are you alright? I have called you so many times, and you did not pick up, I was so worried.”
Antony was already halfway to Halfmoon Manor, hailing a cab.
“I am fine, Antony. You go to the office and ask for leave for me. I may not be able to go to work for now, but do not worry, I am fine. I am just letting you know I am safe.
“After all, I am Frederick’s fiancée. He would not do anything to me. I will be able to go back to work soon, so do not worry…‘
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Claire reassured him until Antony finally agreed. “Alright, as long as you are fine. You do not need to worry about the office, I am here.”
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Antony understood that going to Halfmoon Manor would not help Claire.
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He thought, “If it angered Frederick, Claire would be the one to suffer.
As long as Claire was safe, I could relax.”
“Okay.” Claire nodded, finally relieved. She hung up and handed the phone back to Harrison. “We can go now.”
“Claire, during the time you have disappeared, have you been with that Antony?”
Harrison sneered as he took the phone.
“What Antony and I do is none of your business. Mr. Prescott, I am sure this does not matter to you, does it? Besides, even if I tell you, would you believe me?”
Claire struggled to suppress her emotions, trying to stay calm.
After all, Harrison was the brother who had pampered her for
over 20 years.
Just seeing his face made her emotions rise involuntarily.
“Fine, Claire. I hope you will still be so stubborn later. Take her away!”
Harrison tightened his grip and ignored the prison video
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footages he had just seen. He led Claire out of Halfmoon Manor.
Not long after they left, Frederick received a call.
“General Hawthorne, Ms. Prescott has been taken by Mr.
Prescott.”
“Mm.” Frederick nodded.
Just as he was halfway out, Nathan called and asked him back to Prescott Manor. So, he headed there directly.
“But…Mr. Prescott is headed toward the Crimson Lane.”
Richard, who had been watching Harrison’s car leave, furrowed his brows.
“What?” Frederick’s palm tightened.
He thought, “The Crimson Lane, the hell for women in Kingstown.
Women who entered never came out alive.
Even their bodies were mutilated beyond recognition.”
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