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"She is alright, Madam. Marlon ambushed us last night, and we barely escaped. We're staying in San Diego right now, in one of Henry's newest apartments," Michael replied. "Madam, how did you convince the cook to hand you the phone? Is something wrong?"
Dahlia took a deep breath and muttered, "Marlon planned to kill me tonight. That's why I'm escaping from the mental hospital before it's too late."
"Then, I will dispatch my subordinate to bring you to San Diego—"
"No, I have my own people," Dahlia said. "Besides, Marlon is after my head right now. I'm afraid he'll find out about the hiding spot if I join you and Kate."
"I can't risk Kate's safety, so I will move out to my villa in Michigan," Dahlia said. "Marlon doesn't know about this villa, and it's far from California. So it'll be out of his radar."
