"I'll push you out for a walk."
The voice was cold, devoid of any warmth.
Serena Sullivan's heart tightened. She raised her hand wanting to stop it, the feeling of fainting rushed over her again, "I won't go!"
Finally, she said those three words.
The servant didn't heed her words, pushing Serena out.
The villa is equipped with an elevator, so after pushing Serena downstairs, she carefully avoided all the surveillance here.
After exiting, she didn't head down the flat path but pushed Serena down a winding path overgrown with grass. The end of the path led to the seaside.
This island was surrounded by sea water; the closer they got, the clearer the sound of the sea hitting the shore was. Just moments ago, she was thinking of seeing the sea, and now a servant was pushing her towards it.
But was it really just a seaside walk?
No, Serena knew death was coming toward her.
