One of the underlings, his neck being choked, found a gap to yell at her:
"Sis-in-law, get inside!"
Maureen didn't hear clearly, was he asking her to clean up?
She wanted to go in but she simply couldn't.
She was sandwiched in the middle, like a stuffed biscuit, feeling dizzy.
Her head was buzzing from being stepped on twice by one of Liam's advance-guard underlings.
However, just as she was being pushed towards the corner of the first row of desks and was about to scream, She was suddenly propped up from behind.
Among the chaos and noise, a familiar faint scent of rosin with a hint of medicine suddenly invaded her nostrils.
Without even needing to turn her head, Maureen knew that Liam had arrived.
Oddly, at this moment, his scent had this power that made her feel secure.
Then, two hands emerged from under her arms and lifted her.
