"Ms. Ford has escaped!" An urgent voice sounded from the other end of the line, followed by scurried footsteps.

Yvonne was wide awake. She immediately sat up. "What's going on?"

"Ms. Ford knocked a nurse unconscious last night. She changed into the nurses' clothes and ran out of the asylum. The nurse woke up this morning and reported the incident."

The warden was extremely anxious. He had called Yvonne while instructing the others to look around.

"Her identity documents are still with us. She shouldn't have gone far! We'll look for her!"

"Okay, thank you." Yvonne hung up her phone and rubbed the middle of her brows. She was no longer sleepy.

Jane's running away wasn't an urgent matter. After all, she had nowhere to go, and no one would take her in. She wouldn't be able to do any harm. She might even suffer a whole lot outside and return.

At that moment, Yvonne would never think that a person at wit's end would be determined to risk it all.

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Just when everyone was looking all