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... outskirts.
At night, the outskirts were truly deserted, surrounded by darkness, with poor road conditions. A moment’s inattention, and they might drive off a cliff.
Scarlett Yates was already pale, her face drained of color from fear, appearing ghostly white under the lights. Her eyes were wide open, and her hair was as messy as a bird’s nest.
If anyone encountered her in this desolate place, they would most likely think they had met a ghost, half-scaring them to death. ...
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