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After breakfast, Miya decided she should leave. "Chris, thanks again for having me here. You must be busy, and I shouldn't bother you any longer. I shall leave now."

Chris smiled and nodded. "Cool, I will tell the driver."

It's ok. I would like to have a walk and get a taxi later." Miya said. "If that's ok." She added.

"If you don't want to go back to him, you are welcome here anytime. Just send me a message, and I will send a driver to pick you up."

"Thanks."

***

Chris's driver dropped Miya off a few minutes' drive away from the house and took the cover off her eyes. Miya looked around and had no clue where she was. It made her think, again, that Chris definitely wanted something from her.

The only reason that I can be valuable to people is that I'm Mrs. Uba, but everyone knows it's fake. Xenon doesn't care about me. He is just using me. Miya thought. What does Chris want from me then?

Walking down the road, not knowing where to go, Miya felt helpless. Chris can't be trusted.