Bab 482: 171: I've never lost in my entire life, but I lost to a kid! _6

"I'm sorry, Mr. Sanders."

The old man angrily hung up the phone.

How annoying!

...

On the other side.

Olsand Village.

Dolores Frieman thought Rachel Barton would take her words to heart and escape this hell on earth in time.

But to her surprise, she did not hear of Rachel's escape, but of Rachel's upcoming wedding instead.

It was scheduled for the eighteenth of this month.

Dolores, feeling helpless, took advantage of a quiet moment to seek Rachel out again.

"Rachel!" Dolores looked at her, "They've already set your wedding date to Zachary Mayhew on the 18th! What will it take for you to believe me? Is the money I gave you not enough? If it's not, I'll find a way to get you more!"

Dolores was anxious now; there were only a few days left until the18th.

The longer Rachel stays here, the more dangerous it is for her.

She must leave immediately!

Eighteenth?