Chapter 107: Chapter 107

In the pitch-black night, the two people above only had a flashlight and couldn’t clearly see her moving below.

The rope was thick, although it couldn’t be torn, it was much better than a thin one.

Because it was easier to break free.

Even so, her wrists were still chafed.

As soon as the rope was undone, a pile of dirt was thrown onto her face.

They had started to fill the soil.

She glanced up, those two weren’t looking at the situation in the pit, just incessantly shoveling back the soil they had dug out.

Lucy Eaton shrank to the corner, the dirt from above she placed beneath her feet, gradually, the more they filled, she climbed on top of it. When she was a foot from the top, she stopped moving, allowing the soil to slowly engulf her.

Lucy Eaton buried her face in her knees, covering with her dress, propping her arms to create a narrow space to facilitate breathing and later escape.

The two filling the soil worked quickly.

In just two minutes, the pit was filled.

After filling, they even stomped on it before leaving.

When she heard the footsteps leaving above, Lucy Eaton quickly clawed at the dirt, not caring about her gunshot wounds.

When her head was finally exposed, she was only seconds away from suffocation, gasping for air, she had never appreciated it so much.

As she struggled to climb out, she also stomped the soil flat before leaving.

The place was unfamiliar, and it was night, she had no sense of direction.

Lucy Eaton had no idea where she was, she completely went in the opposite direction from where she was brought.

Focused on escaping, she had to be wary of surveillance and positioning, she had no mind to figure out where she was.

She had no idea how long she ran until she was stopped by a wall.

By the wall, there was a large, thick tree that an average person couldn’t climb by hugging it.

But Lucy Eaton had been through life and death trials, this couldn’t stop her.

She reached to hug the tree, but her hands couldn’t meet each other.

But her will to survive sustained her, luckily she had long legs and she climbed upwards by clamping the tree.

She used almost all her strength to climb up.

The moment she climbed up, she felt exhausted to death.

But she managed to get up, using the tree to slowly climb onto the top of the wall.

There were broken glass shards on top, clearly to prevent anyone from climbing.

The glass shards troubled Lucy Eaton, though her feet were fine because of shoes, her hands were pierced by glass, bleeding.

To avoid fracturing herself from falling, she had to swing herself off the wall gently.

Outside was a forest, she staggered step by step into the trees.

She walked aimlessly like a headless fly.

Due to weakness, she needed to walk and stop repeatedly, having no sense of direction in the forest either.

Completely clueless about her location.

By the time she got out of the forest, she had endured the whole night.

As she saw the road, daylight was breaking on the horizon.

She truly couldn’t walk anymore, feeling dizzy, sitting by the roadside spent without a bit of extra strength.

She wanted to sleep so badly.

As her eyes were about to close, she heard the sound of a car.

Because of excitement, she forced herself to stand up.

As she shakily stood up, saw the car headlights shine over.

She didn’t know what courage she had, but she walked to the roadside and forcibly stopped the car.

Soon, a man in black athletic wear stepped out and asked, "Who are you?"

"Help me..." With these three words, she completely fainted.

Seeing this, the man immediately went back to the window and reported, "Your Highness, a young woman has fainted, should we help her or not?"

"If we don’t help her, she might just die here, this road is secluded with few cars passing by, bring her up."

The man immediately took off his own coat, folded it on the seat, then horizontally carried the fainted Lucy Eaton to the back seat.

The car’s interior light illuminated, hearing his subordinate’s exclamation, the man addressed as Your Highness frowned and asked, "What’s wrong?"

"Your Highness, this woman is severely injured, shot twice in the abdomen, and both hands are bloody, covered in mud from head to toe..."

"Then hurry and drive back, otherwise she might die here."

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The man, formally dressed in the backseat, couldn’t see due to blindness but could smell the strong scent of blood.

He reached out to check Lucy Eaton’s breath, but his hand landed on her neck.

The smooth texture with a gritty feel from the dirt made him recoil his hand.

Fearing she might not make it home alive, he decided to check her condition again.

This time, his hand landed on her lips.

Then he moved his fingers to her nose, her breathing was faint.

The situation was severe.

She might have lost too much blood.

"Nick, drive faster."

The car sped along the highway, driving for about half an hour before entering the Presidential Mansion.

Upon reaching a private courtyard, Nick carried Lucy Eaton from the car for treatment.

After the bullets were removed and other wounds bandaged, he brought Lucy Eaton back before his Highness.

"Your Highness, what to do with this woman?"

"Let her leave once she wakes up."

"Your Highness, this woman hasn’t woken yet, where should she be placed?" Nick was in a dilemma, bringing her back for treatment was already a great mercy from His Highness, this Presidential Mansion had many eyes and gossip, if rumors spread, it could be very bad, placing her in a servant’s room was inappropriate, placing her in his room was even worse, he was someone with a girlfriend, what if she found out?

Evidently, his Highness considered these thoughts.

"Place her on the carpet in my room, remember to use a bedsheet underneath her, and also prepare a set of clean clothes for her."

"Understood, Your Highness."

When Lucy Eaton woke up, her whole body was heavy with pain beyond measure.

She looked at the strange room before her, then at her bandaged wounds, realizing in shock that she really had been saved.

Some sounds came from a nearby room, she got up and walked toward it, then pushed the door open.

Inside, a man was bathing in the bathtub...

Supposedly the person who saved her, she was about to apologize for her intrusion when he looked over and asked, "Nick, has that woman not woken up yet?"

Lucy Eaton’s eyes shifted, could he not see her?

"You... can’t see me?"

Upon hearing a woman’s voice, the man’s expression instantly changed, "You... You have some nerve, get out!"

Lucy Eaton quickly said, "Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to come in, I didn’t see anything, I’m leaving now."

Ridiculous, he was lying in the tub, she could only see his head and half shoulders, what could she have seen?