In the apartment, Phoebe was barely hanging on. Thoseshes had almost done her in. Plus, she''d trekked a long way in the freezing night, wearing nothing but thin clothes. Battered and burning up with fever, Phoebe was totally out of it.


    Her wrists, tied up, were numb from the pain. She had no clue what time it was or when Theodore woulde to save her.@@novelbin@@


    Phoebe clung to consciousness with sheer willpower, refusing to pass out.


    The door creaked open again, and someone walked in, stopping right in front of her. Phoebe could feel the person staring at her. After what felt like forever, they finally spoke.


    "Ms. Ziegler, I offered a five-billion-dor deal for each person, but Mr. Reynolds only managed to scrape together five billion. He can only save one of you. Do you think Theodore will save you or Vanessa first?" Phoebe''s heart plummeted.


    He could only save one. Would Theodore pick her?


    "Honestly, I''m curious too. Let''s not waste time. I''ll call him, and we''ll find out."


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