Chapter 972
Carole looked visibly tense. Suddenly, her eyes, peering from behind the pillow, widened. She trembled uncontrollably, grabbing objects from nearby and hurling them at Daniel. She seemed like a distressed patient.
“I don’t recognize you. I’m not going anywhere with you. Leo, you promised to protect me. Leo!” Carole continued to shout, appealing to Kaiden for help.
Daniel didn’t let Kaiden get a word in. Addressing Carole, he stated firmly, “Carole, you’re part of the Lambert family. The Thorpe family has no authority over you in our presence.”
Daniel made a definitive decision, closing off any further discussion.
After they left the room, Daniel informed the Thorpe family that they would arrange for someone to collect Carole later that night.
Daniel inquired of Kaiden, “Do you have anything to say? Perhaps you could plead for Carole.” It was a test.
Kaiden wasn’t swayed. “My brother passed away years ago. I’ve been patient and tolerant with Carole. What happens to her now is no longer my concern.” Daniel nodded approvingly at Kaiden.
Kaiden was left speechless.
“Daniel, were you planning to send Carole to a psychiatric hospital all along?” Ellie inquired.
In truth, she hadn’t considered this approach.
“It was a spontaneous decision. She brought it upon herself,” Daniel replied. If Carole hadn’t mistaken Kaiden for Leo, Daniel wouldn’t have gone to such lengths.
Was Carole using this as an excuse to stay with Kaiden?
Daniel wouldn’t allow Carole the opportunity to harm Ellie.
Shortly after Daniel departed, bodyguards and staff from the psychiatric hospital arrived to forcefully escort Carole away.
Under the guise of assisting Carole with packing, Clarinda had a few minutes alone with her.
“It seems the Lambert family has no heart,” Clarinda remarked.
She scrutinized the silent figure of Carole on the bed.
“Carole, are you truly not in your right mind, or are you just pretending? Either way, you will lose your sanity once you’re in the psychiatric hospital.”
Carole’s eyes flashed with a hint of hatred. If that hatred could manifest as a knife, it would have pierced Clarinda’s heart.
“You hate me, huh? But I don’t owe you anything,” Clarinda said calmly. “Since you helped me open the door, I’ll give you some advice: figure out what you want and what you’re willing to sacrifice for it.”
News spread quickly that Carole had been taken to a psychiatric hospital by the Lambert family. Previously, the Thorpe family had taken her in with much fanfare. Now, with Carole being sent to the psychiatric hospital by the Lamberts, the Thorpes were conveniently rid of this hassle.
Anyway, it wasn’t the Thorpes who sent her to the psychiatric hospital; it was the Lamberts, so the bad guys weren’t the Thorpes!
Upon hearing the news, Baylee sighed. “The Thorpes are truly shameless! Well, except for your man!”
Winking at her best friend, Ellie thought Kaiden could be shameless at times.
The two entered the downtown building’s studio. Today, Ellie had a hairstyling job for a spokesperson of a listed company. Baylee, concerned about Ellie, accompanied her to make sure nothing went wrong.
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