Chapter 291

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Stella really couldn’t care less about Jaxon. But here they were in Portis City, and she was worried Ronald might get into unnecessary trouble because of it. Feeling restless, she got up and headed out to the security gate.

As soon as she stepped onto the snowy ground, Ronald returned with Idris in tow.

The man stood there in his trench coat, exuding an air of nobility and sternness that matched perfectly with the winter chill.

Seeing Stella in her fluffy slippers, Ronald frowned. “In such a hurry?”

Stella crunched forward in the snow, each step making a satisfying sound. Tugging at his coat, she asked, “Did you really rough him up?”

Ronald raised an eyebrow. “You worried, Star?”

“No, I just don’t want you getting into trouble.”

This place was nothing like Ferrowland, not by a long shot.

Her voice carried concern, but it wasn’t for Jaxon. His fate didn’t bother her in the least. What worried her were the repercussions Ronald might face.

Hearing her words, Ronald’s stern expression softened. Without warning, he scooped her up and strode back inside with purpose.

“Next time you come out without bundling up, see what happens.”

Stella protested. “And what about…”

“Those people? Even death is too easy for them.”

Stella was left speechless.

Too easy? So he was planning something worse than death?

Just as Ronald had said, Jaxon was indeed experiencing a pain far worse than death.

They were in a car headed to the hospital.

Orion was driving. He hadn’t witnessed what went down inside, but the sound of gunfire had sent him rushing to check things out. When he arrived, he found Yorick helping a wounded Jaxon out of the building.

“Ugh, ahh…”

Jaxon hadn’t stopped groaning since they got in the car. The pain was excruciating. His right arm was injured, and there was a bloody hole in his left palm, effectively rendering both hands useless.

Yorick had wrapped his wounds tightly with a piece of clothing.

“How much longer to the hospital?”

Jaxon was losing it, his whole body going numb from the agony. The pain was intense, like claws sinking into his heart, squeezing it tight.

Orion replied, “The roads are icy; I can’t drive too fast.”

“Faster! I can’t take it anymore, ah. Jaxon’s desperate outburst only

worsened his condition, dra ny

sharp wince from him as the pain

surged anew.

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Orion was wary. He dared not speed, especially since they were driving alongside the water. One wrong move could send them plunging into the freezing waters.

In weather like this, survival would be nothing short of a miracle.

Yorick tried to reassure him. “The road’s tricky. Just hang in there.”

“Didn’t we put on snow chains?”

Yorick stayed silent, choosing not to respond to Jaxon’s frantic complaints.

They had gone out to arrange for Ursula to get medical treatment abroad, but everything had spiraled out of control. Now, Jaxon was the one in desperate need of help.

The group finally made it to the hospital.

Cloudia and Blaise rushed over as soon as they heard.

“Rick, how did this happen? Weren’t you meeting Stella? Where’s he hurt?”

Cloudia was particularly anxious hearing about her son’s injuries.

Yorick recounted the events, still feeling the tension from that moment as he spoke.

Thinking back, he realized that if he had said even one more word, Ronald’s gun might have been aimed at him.

Cloudia almost fainted when she learned Jaxon’s hands were nearly destroyed.

“Stella, she, she…”

She struggled to catch her breath, and when she finally did, she was at a loss for words.

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