Chapter 299

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Collin’s brow furrowed, his surprise reflecting Linsey’s at Kylee’s icy resolve. “Chill, she won’t get that far,” he murmured, giving Linsey’s hand a reassuring squeeze. Still, a flicker of irritation tightened his jaw—Kylee’s cruelty had rattled her, and that didn’t sit right with him.
Linsey glanced up, confusion clouding her eyes. What did he mean by that? Before she could ask, the sharp wail of police sirens tore through the video feed.
“The cops are here!” someone shouted, their voice a shaky mix of relief and lingering fear.
The lead bodyguard jolted, panic flashing across his face as the knife slipped from his grasp, hitting the floor with a sharp, metallic clatter.
Kylee’s fury twisted into something dangerously close to laughter. Her eyes narrowed into icy slits as she leveled a glare at Jude. “Well, Jude, you actually had the nerve to call the police? Guess you never planned to cooperate from the start,” she sneered, her voice dripping with contempt.
Jude’s heart pounded in his chest. Relief surged through him at the sound of the sirens, though confusion tugged at the edges of his thoughts.
How could he have called them?
It didn’t matter now. The police were here, and that was enough.
Seizing his chance, Jude broke free from the bodyguard’s grip and sprinted for the door, desperation driving every step. “Help! They’re trying to kill me!” he shouted, his voice raw with panic.
Kylee’s breath hitched. Rage surged through her, and she barked out an order, desperate to have him caught before he could slip away.
Jude bolted like lightning, disappearing before anyone could react.
Though he had slipped through her fingers, Kylee knew the real threat wasn’t him—it was whatever recordings he had. Those needed to be destroyed. Without hesitation, she lunged for the device in her hand, ready to smash it to pieces.
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But she was already too late. A wall of police officers closed in around her, cutting off any chance of escape.
“Kylee Russell, you’ll need to come with us,” one officer said firmly. “There are some important matters we need to discuss.”
Before she or Cynthia could utter a word, the officers seized them both, dragging them away without room for protest.
The device slipped from Kylee’s grasp as an officer confiscated it, and the laptop screen abruptly cut to black.
The sudden shift left Linsey frozen, shock rippling through her like a jolt of electricity. She stared at the blank screen, her mind struggling to catch up. Slowly, she turned to Collin, realization flickering in her eyes.
“So, it was you all along?” she asked, her voice low, laced with equal parts awe and disbelief.
No wonder he had been so sure Kylee wouldn’t succeed—he had set the whole plan in motion from the very beginning.
“Isn’t it obvious?” Collin replied smoothly, his voice calm and steady. His gaze softened as he looked at Linsey, a gentle smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “I did some digging on Jude Todd beforehand. With his track record—like leaving someone in a vegetative state—trustworthy isn’t exactly the word I’d use for him.”
His words flowed unhurriedly, each one measured and deliberate. All the while, his arms stayed around Linsey’s waist, the gesture both protective and unmistakably possessive.
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