Ruby
Author: AllRoses
last update2026-04-13 04:47:31

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

“Zane!! We’re here.”

Ruby’s voice yanked him out of his thoughts.

“Zane, who was that lady just now?” Ruby asked, her eyes lingering uneasily on the departing truck.

He turned slowly. Ruby stood a few meters away, pushing two heavily loaded metal carts overflowing with bags of spices, seasonings, and dried herbs. Her clothes were dusty, sweat glistened on her forehead, and exhaustion clung to every line of her body.

Behind her, the automated gate was already sliding shut.

Zane’
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