The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning by Max Charming Chapter 892
The note read: [I took her. Fred Turner]
‘Fred Turner? I don’t know him in person. How did Mya even get to know this demon?’ Simon thought. He suddenly started breathing fast. Grace took his heart medicine from his pocket and gave it to him to help him calm down.
Ventropolis Prison seemed like an ancient castle, enclosed by sturdy concrete walls. Apart from soldiers pacing with guns, there were many risky traps, and electric fences covered the walls.
When Mya woke up, she saw the purple ceiling and noticed a strange smell. Mya sat up, holding onto her head. She asked, “Where am I? Where are my parents?”
“Good morning, Ms. Harper,” someone greeted her. Mya heard it and looked over to see a girl about her age. She was dressed in a maid’s outfit and kneeled beside the bed.
“Ah! Who are you? Why are you here?” Mya cried in fear, clutching the bunny plushie. She shivered while sitting at the edge of the bed, seeing a stranger.
The maid replied, “Don’t be scared, Ms. Harper. It was Mr. Turner who brought you back. I’ll help you shower and change into some clothes now.”
The maid put a basin on the bed that Mya hadn’t seen before. She took a blue towel and wrung it dry. Then, she got ready to wipe Mya’s face.
Terrified, Mya rushed toward the door. However, upon stepping outside, she was startled by the scene. It was an endless corridor with a purple carpet, and eerie paintings decorated the old- fashioned walls.
Not knowing where to go, Mya picked a direction and ran. Surprisingly, she discovered stairs leading downstairs. Mya hurried down six flights of stairs and felt exhausted.
‘Who built such a huge house with so many floors!’ Mya cursed to herself, also feeling dizzy from all the running.
“Ms. Harper, it’s dangerous to run around the castle. Mr. Turner will be back soon,” The maid hurriedly ran after her. However, she was not fast enough for Mya’s legs. Mya was very agile even though she was chubby.
Mya sprinted toward the hall, her bare feet feeling the cold floor. The busy servants in the hall noticed her running and, within seconds, it turned into a massive chase. Mya clutched the bunny plushie’s ears, still in her pajamas.
“You can’t chase me! I want to go home!” Mya shouted.
“Ms. Harper, please don’t run. If Mr. Turner sees this, we’ll all be in trouble. Please go back upstairs and put on some clothes,” one of the servants pleaded, but Mya paid no attention. She just wanted to go home.
“Oh no, Mr. Turner is said. back…” a servant
Fred entered, dressed in a black military uniform and black boots with an eagle brooch on his chest. His second in command followed him. Fred, unaware of what happened, saw Mya running toward him, screaming his name, “Fred!”
