Chapter 651
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Carol’s eyes widened in horror. A sharp ringing filled her ears as panic took hold.
“No! I can’t go to jail!” she screamed, clutching onto Myla’s arm as if her life depended on it. “Mom, help me! I swear I’ve learned my lesson! I know I was wrong! Please, Mom, don’t let them take me!”
Alena stood frozen, her face etched with sorrow. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined this. Her daughter—her flesh and blood—had committed such heinous acts.
Kidnapping. Malicious harm. Premeditated assault.
Unthinkable.
And yet, Carol had done all of it to Linsey.
Myla’s eyes burned as she slowly shut them. She couldn’t bring herself to plead for Carol’s forgiveness.
Carol’s panic surged as she saw her mother’s silence.
Ignoring the excruciating pain in her injured hand, she gripped Myla’s arm tighter, her voice breaking. “Mom! Please! Say something! I swear I won’t do it again! I can’t go to jail! It hurts so much! You’re my mother! You can’t just abandon me like this!”
Carol clutched Myla’s arm desperately before turning to Cruz, her voice thick with panic. “Dad, please! Please help me! I swear I won’t do anything wrong again—I’ll change!”
Cruz exhaled heavily, the weight of the situation pressing down on him. Instead of responding to Carol, he reached out and gently helped Myla to her feet. “Myla, stand up. Carol has made her choices, so she has to face the consequences.”
“No! You can’t do this!” Carol’s face twisted in despair, her voice cracking as she pleaded. “Dad! Mom! You can’t abandon me! I’m your daughter! Please!”
Her cries were like knives to Myla’s heart, each word cutting deeper.
Her eyes reddened as she looked at Carol, her breath hitching. No matter what happened, Carol was still her flesh and blood.
𝘾𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 𝙜Ɐ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⸬𝙘𝙤𝙢
Myla’s hands trembled as she gripped Carol’s tightly, her red-rimmed eyes locking onto Linsey’s. “Linsey, please… I know Carol was wrong. It’s my fault—I failed as a mother. But I’m begging you, just this once, can you let her go? If you need compensation, name your price. Our family owes you, and we’ll do whatever it takes to make it right!”
Her voice broke as tears streamed down her face. “Carol is my only daughter, and now she’s already lost her hand. Please, Linsey. We’ll make sure she never does anything like this again.”
Jeffery stood by his mother and sister, his emotions in turmoil. His hands clenched into fists as he forced himself to stay composed.
But then, out of nowhere, a piercing pain shot through his body, searing and unbearable. His vision blurred, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
His jaw tightened as he fought against the agony, refusing to show weakness.
Linsey, watching the heartbreaking scene, unconsciously took a step back. She didn’t know why, but seeing Myla this broken stirred something inside her.
They had only known each other briefly, yet this moment felt unbearably heavy.
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