Chapter 17

“I guess my husband is alone in this!” She echoed in her head. She entered her car and took her leave. Getting to his door, she walked into the house.

Clarke had been waiting for her return. He hoped she would return with a good news. Sighting her entrance, he asked, “what did he say?” 

She glanced at him with a fallen countenance. “He said he can't help. He sent me out of his office angrily,” she said to him.

Clarke exhaled. “This is really bad,” he echoed.

“Yes, it is. The only hope we have left is the Merchant Age group!” She said to him,

Clarke nodded his head. “We have to do the nee

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