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The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning by Max Charming Chapter 1294
“You’re not blaming me, are you?” Ava asked. Suddenly enraged, Fred shoved Ava off him and shouted, “You’re getting bolder
and bolder by the day!”
Ava fell weakly to the floor, but her face showed no sign of pain. Instead, she seductively writhed, crawling on her knees toward
him. She took his finger into her mouth, her actions filled with allure, gradually quelling the anger in his eyes. As she became
bolder, she began to unzip his trousers with her tongue.
Fred looked down at Ava beneath him, expressionless. After all, Ava was trained to be a high-end seductress, naturally luring
men with their desires. Her mere gaze was enough to render most men helpless.
Grabbing Ava’s hair, Fred forcefully moved her head forward, and she accepted without resistance. After Fred released, Ava
licked her lips, her eyes staring as if still craving more, sucking on her finger.
Out of the blue, Fred struck her delicate face.
Meanwhile, Blake tried several times but could not get through on the landline, which was unusual since Mya typically answered
within three seconds.
Holding a gift, Liam comforted Blake, ” If you’re worried, I can go with you to check.”
Without hesitation, Blake shook her head, “Better not. That place is tough enough to visit once.”
Blake’s last attempt to reach the Ventropolis Prison, guided by a hard- found address, nearly ended disastrously. The remote
wilderness, inaccessible by regular vehicles, had nearly claimed her life.

The horrifying online rumors about the prison were not unfounded. It was said those incarcerated there, condemned for heinous
crimes, rarely if ever, made it out alive. Even escape attempts seemed futile.
Rumors also circulated that anyone who accidentally wandered too close were dealt with harshly, though the truth remained
uncertain.
Liam had shared this information with Blake, who initially sought out Mya in the prison out of concern for Grace. Grace had been
distraught since Mya’s disappearance.
Upon returning home, Blake was met with Grace’s warm welcome, surprised at how quickly her marriage to Liam had been
arranged.
“Your parents were overjoyed about your marriage license,” Grace shared, her hands clasped with Blakes.” They’re eagerly
awaiting the wedding date. We have time to plan, maybe for October.”
Liam, caught up in the moment, expressed his eagerness. His gaze filled with adoration as he said, “We should start planning
soon. I dream of giving Blake a wedding to remember.”
Yet, Blake’s smile was strained as she said, “I don’t want a wedding.”