"Is that enough?" one of the men said to his companions.

"No, we must make sure she can never speak again. It's a direct order from our superior. If she spills our plans and jeopardizes the boss's scheme, what recourse do we have? The boss intends to obliterate the Phillips Group."

The boss? The Phillips Group?

A realization dawned on Samira. These assailants hailed from the Dillon Group! Fearing her revelation of the truth of Ewing's plagiarism, they aimed to obliterate her, she surmised.

A profound resentment surged within her. Bearing the burden for the Dillon Group, she found herself unemployable, condemned to a purposeless existence, yet they refused to release their grip!

On second thought, it wasn't surprising. The Dillon Group resembled a realm devoid of humanity!

As they brandished a suspicious substance, poised to force it into her mouth, fear gripped Samira. Was this an attempt to poison her?

Drawing strength from an unknown reservoir, she abruptly wriggled free, coincidentally as a police car cruised by outside.

“Help!" Samira's cry pierced the air.

The trio, startled, exchanged glances and cursed, "This wily woman has managed to summon the police! Time to run!"

They hastily made their escape.

Samira, exhaling a sigh of relief, realized the imperative need to involve the police-she needed their protection.

Despite the agony coursing through her body, Samira ignored the pain, mustering the strength to rise and step outside.

Abruptly, her eyes fixated on a familiar silhouette.

In an instant, Samira made a decisive choice and hurried toward the figure.

Gerard was delicately wrapping a scarf around Lilah when an intruder seized Lilah, staining her coat with blood.

Gerard's icy stare bore into the interloper.

A shiver coursed down Samira's spine, yet she pressed on, entreating, "Lilah, assist me. I can provide what you desire!"

"Samira?" Lilah squinted, her tone nonchalant. "You're seeking my help? Have you lost your senses?”

Anxiety gripped Samira, tears nearly welling up. "No, Lilah, I truly need your aid. The Dillon Group seeks to destroy me. If you help, I'm willing to clear Ewing's name for you."

Lilah's countenance grew serious. “Are you not playing games with me?"

“At this juncture, would I really joke with you? Look at the wounds covering my body, inflicted by the Dillon Group!"

Samira harbored a profound resentment. She believed she had devoted herself entirely to the Dillon Group. She had never expected this.

Involving the police would likely only result in the capture of those assailants. However, with Lilah's support, fortified by Gerard, Samira could find refuge.