Chapter 24: Leaving Home
Author: KikiBae
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​"Hannah! Come back here!" Chloe called out in panic, running a few steps after her.

​But Hannah was already sprinting down the driveway, with no intention of stopping or turning back. The family chauffeur, terrified of an accident, quickly rushed after the young heiress.

“Young miss, please stop running—”

“Shut up and open this door!”

To his surprise, the girl didn't rush blindly towards the road like he was expecting, instead she stopped near the car parked closest to the gates and screamed
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