The Heiress's Second Chance At Vengeance (Eliza) novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92 Into the Storm

Eliza vaguely mentioned that her place was “somewhere out in the suburbs.”

“The suburbs? Are you serious? You’re a girl–living out there alone is way too dangerous!”

Henry looked genuinely alarmed. “That’s not okay. My family has a few apartments downtown. Take your pick. I won’t even charge you rent.”

“I can’t do that,” Eliza said gently. “I’ve already paid the deposit and rent.”

She added reassuringly, “I know you’re worried, but it’s not that bad. It’s really not too far out.”

The place she had rented was near the warehouse–also in the suburbs. In just two weeks, the flu outbreak would begin. She had to be nearby to handle logistics and shipments. Distance wasn’t optional.

“Send me the address.”

That was all Nolan said as he hoisted his bag and walked off.

Eliza blinked in surprise.

Henry picked up her backpack and grinned. “Just send it to him. If anything happens, Nolan can rush over to help.”

“It’s not that dangerous, really…”

Even as she said that, she was afraid Nolan would be angry again. So she sent him the rough location

anyway.

“Send it to me too,” Henry added. “I’ll have the driver take you over.”

“Thanks, Henry.”

“Don’t mention it. You’re the only girl in our class–it’s only right to take care of you.”

And with that, Henry carried her bag and walked her downstairs.

When the driver got the address, he looked confused. “Sir… we’re really going there?”

“Why? Is it far?” Henry asked.

“Well… not too far…”

Just a little over an hour’s drive.

Eliza noticed the hesitation. “It’s really not far. I could’ve taken the subway.”

“No way,” Henry insisted. “You’re a girl, living alone? I’ll help you carry your stuff in. I’ve got the afternoon free anyway.”

Seeing how firm he was, Eliza didn’t argue.

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Chapter 92 Into the St

The car drove on toward the outskirts of town.

Henry got carsick–and vomited the moment he stepped out.

Eliza rushed over to pat his back. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine… just need a second…”

Henry waved her off, still a bit pale.

He hadn’t expected the suburbs to be this far. It took over an hour from the city center.

“I don’t have much money, so this is all I can afford,” Eliza said. “You can come in and have some water. I’ve already checked the place–it’s clean.”

She’d visited it weeks ago. Of all the places she considered, this one was the most affordable and comfortable.

Henry’s face was still pale, so he followed her inside for a drink.

The house was a modest bungalow, newly built, with a minimalist layout and all basic furnishings.

Outside, the area was a commercial zone–roads leading in every direction, lined with warehouses.

“This place looks familiar…” Henry muttered. “Doesn’t our family have a warehouse nearby?”

“I think so,” the driver added. “This area looks like one of the Foster family’s distribution points. I didn’t realize until now.”

Henry had never been out here himself, which explained why he didn’t recognize it right away.

To avoid raising suspicion, Eliza said casually, “Well… it’s commercial property, so the rent’s cheaper.”

“Is that so?”

“Mhm… yeah.”

She didn’t want to lie to Henry–but she also didn’t want to explain in front of the driver that she had deliberately chosen this spot to stay close to her inventory.

“Anyway, I’m just glad you’ll be safe out here,” Henry said, rising to leave. “If you need anything, just call. I’ll send someone over.”

“Thanks. I won’t hesitate.”

Once she saw them off, Eliza finally let out a quiet breath.

Her gaze darkened.

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