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A Chance for Molly

Molly lay unconscious on the bed, her purse torn and a damp trail staining the white fabric. The scene was shocking, something the man had never witnessed before. He watched the trail left by the girl, a mixture of disgust and helplessness overcoming him.

His thoughts swirled in a whirlwind. What to do? Lack of experience left him stunned, unable to make a rational decision.

Molly breathed slowly, her pale lips slightly parted. Despite her unconsciousness, the fragility in which she found herself was evident. The situation was critical.

"What are you waiting for?" shouted one of the men as he entered abruptly, encountering Braston in serene composure.

"Waiting for the child to be born, of course! Water broken, baby on the way?" Braston retorted, perplexed. His henchmen, even more confused, stared at the man who apparently held the second position in command after Braston.

"It depends, sir!" replied Mustafa firmly, advisor and friend of Braston and his father.

"Depends?" Braston inquir
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