Chapter 392

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392 – Maybe A War Is Starting

Madeline:

“What is going on, Yuvonne?” I asked her as I set her down on the bench.

By the time we arrived, we had received more bad news. Ron’s grandmother had passed away, and they had arrested Ron on suspicion of her murder.

Yuvonne had been out of it, almost as if she was unable to process everything.

“Why are they saying all that?” she uttered in her mouth. They know Ron would never do th even hurt a fly. Why would he hurt his own grandmother p>

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She turned to me, speaking softly. Tears rolled down her cheeks, but each time she wiped them away with the back of her hand, trying to appear strong.

“I completely believe you,” I told her. “There must be a misunderstanding. We will deal with it, okay? There is no way they can punish him like this p>

I tried to comfort her.

As she raised her head to look at me, probably about to say something, I noticed a frown form on her forehead. Someone who had appeared behind me caught her attention.

I snapped my head around, and my mood soured almost instantly.

“Heard about Ron, that’s so sad,” Graham remarked as he stood behind me, speaking to Yuvonne.

Yuvonne did not respond. She turned her face away.

“Anyways, I heard Baxter is admitted here too,” he added. “What is going on? Why is everyone getting hurt or getting arrested?” 1

It was the way he spoke. It did not sound like genuine concern. Of course, I did not expect him to show any.

But to sound this cocky at such a sensitive moment, I honestly could not understand how much Graham had changed.

I knew that he and Elgin had shown their worst sides to me over the past few months, but I never expected them to turn out this bad.

“The doctor said he is in a very critical condition. I did not understand why he would summon a monster when he did not have a solid plan p>

As Graham continued speaking to me, I felt like I had to give him a fitting response.

I rose from the bench and turned to face him, and I immediately noticed that he did not like my body language. I did not come across as a devastated woman to him. Even though I was, I refused to show it to him or anyone else. “He’s a father, Graham,” I told him. “Fathers never think about consequences when it comes to finding their children p>

My taunt hit him hard. He nodded with slight movements, almost as if he was trying to show me that he understood what I was saying.

“Well, did he get any good luck?” Graham demanded. “Hmm? Because by the end of the day, my Gina is still dead p>

His voice cracked when he mentioned Gina. I pointed my finger at him before clenching my fists and turning my head away.

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Sara Lili

Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.