Chapter 413
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Losing either of them would be catastrophic.
Just then, the shrill wail of police sirens cut through the chaos. In an instant, officers flooded the scene, quickly surrounding everyone and halting the fight without hesitation.
“We’ve received reports of illegal entry, public violence, and a brawl,” one officer announced firmly, his gaze narrowing on Collin. “You. Come with us.”
Gorman, still panting, wore a smug, triumphant smirk. “Scared, Collin? If you beg for mercy, I might let you off the hook.”
Collin’s eyes were calm, unwavering. He knew exactly what had happened—Gorman’s men had been the ones to alert the authorities.
Just as the air grew heavier with tension, a ragged figure stumbled out of the shadows.
“Officer! Please, help me!” Fernanda cried, drenched in sweat as she rushed toward the police, her voice breaking in sobs. “Help me! Gorman tried to kill me! He had my hand broken!”
The officers exchanged sharp looks, their expressions hardening with renewed seriousness.
“In that case, Gorman Green, you’re coming with us as well.”
Gorman’s expression shifted to disbelief. He hadn’t anticipated Fernanda showing up at this moment.
Frustration surged through him, but with no escape in sight, he reluctantly complied and climbed into the police car.
At Vista Villa, Linsey remained in a sour mood after throwing Collin out of the bedroom.
Even after she washed up and settled into bed, sleep refused to come. A growing heaviness pressed against her chest, the unease inside her swelling with each passing second.
ｍ𝚘𝚛ｅ ｕ𝚙ｄ𝚊ｔｅｓ 𝚒ｎ ɢ𝚊ｌ𝚗𝚘ｖ𝚎ｌ𝚜.𝚌𝚘𝚖
Eventually, she could no longer stand the suffocating tension and abruptly sat up.
Taking a deep breath, she shot an annoyed glance toward the door. That fool. She had kicked him out, but couldn’t he at least try to come back?
She had told him she needed some space, and he actually took it at face value? Not even an attempt to coax her?
The more she dwelled on it, the more irritated she became.
He had kept the truth from her for so long. Wasn’t she justified in being upset?
Linsey pursed her lips, her mood sinking again.
Yet, deep down, she understood. Collin hadn’t faked his disability out of malice. He had no other choice.
If he had had proper protection, he wouldn’t have needed to go to such extremes to ensure his safety.
Ultimately, the real blame lay with those who had forced him into that position.
That thought took the edge off her anger.
She got out of bed, deciding to go find him and bring him back. If left alone, he would probably bury himself in work until morning again.
It would be better to call him back, have a brief conversation, and leave the rest for tomorrow.
With that plan in mind, Linsey opened the door and headed for the study.
But before she could take more than a few steps, Collin’s assistant, who looked panicked, nearly ran into her.
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