The shoe hung high among the branches of the tree, at least seven or eight meters above ground.

How could one retrieve it?

The female doctor was furious. She had never met a man this disgusting her entire life. Most importantly, her ankle was sprained. Now that one of her shoes was on the tree, and she couldn’t get it down, how would she walk home?

“B*stard. You’re—What? Where did he go?” The female doctor was about to start yelling again. However, she realized that Alex Rockefeller, who was just walking ahead of her a moment go, had suddenly disappeared

It was a long walkway without any other fork in the road.

How did he disappear?

The female doctor felt her hair stand. Right then, a call came in. The phone screen actually displayed Cheryl Coney’s name.

“Phoebe, do you want to attend the Triangle River Delta Medical Exchange next week? If you do, I’ll sign you up while I’m at it,” Cheryl said.

“Yes, I do. Please sign me up!” Phoebe Larsen said.

“Alright. I’ll see you next wee