Chapter 652
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She had every reason to hate Carol. If not for her, Linsey’s hand wouldn’t have gotten injured again and again. If it hadn’t been for her, she wouldn’t have discovered Collin’s secret under such painful circumstances—she wouldn’t have been standing here, torn between justice and mercy.
Yet, Myla’s tearful pleas made her hesitate.
Linsey had once believed Myla was different—warm, kind, someone she could trust. She had even considered deepening their bond.
But it turned out she had been too naive.
Myla was Carol’s mother. Of course, she would take her daughter’s side. How could she possibly understand the pain Linsey had suffered?
A bitter smile tugged at Linsey’s lips as she lowered her gaze. A single tear slipped down her cheek, but she brushed it away before anyone could see.
Maybe everything had been an illusion—her trust, hopes, and foolish expectations.
The people she had once cared about—Collin and Myla—belonged to a world that was never hers.
Linsey inhaled deeply, pushing her emotions aside.
She was about to speak when Myla’s cry interrupted her.
“Jeffery?” The sharp cry made everyone freeze.
Linsey looked up just in time to see Jeffery collapse, his body hitting the ground hard. Blood trickled from his nose.
His breathing grew shallow, his consciousness fading fast. “I…”
Myla gasped in horror, forgetting Carol as she rushed to him, supporting his limp frame. “Jeffery! What’s happening? Say something! Jeffery!”
Cruz’s face was grim as he rushed to support Jeffery, whose shirt was already soaked in blood.
𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕥 ⳑ𝕒𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗲𝗅𝘀[ꞏ]𝚌𝗈𝗺
“Let’s get him to the hospital!” Cruz said to Myla.
They barely took a few steps before Collin’s men blocked their path.
Myla’s voice trembled with desperation. “Mr. Riley, Jeffery is bleeding too much! Please let us through! If we wait any longer, it might be too late!”
Collin’s expression darkened, but he couldn’t ignore the situation. With a sharp wave of his hand, his men stepped aside.
Seizing the opportunity, Carol and Alexa exchanged a glance and quietly slipped away.
Just then, a deep, amused voice broke the tense silence.
“Well, things are getting interesting.”
Gorman strolled in, a smirk playing on his lips. Behind him, several men followed.
Collin turned, his mood souring further as Gorman walked straight to Linsey without hesitation.
He stopped right in front of her, his gaze filled with concern. “Linsey, the doctor just called. You shouldn’t be out here too long—your health isn’t stable. Let’s go.”
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