All Chapters of The Strong-Willed Sean O'Connor: Chapter 211
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CHAPTER 211
Nate winced immediately, his knuckles throbbing from the impact, his old injury flaring up, but he didn’t stop. His breathing was ragged as he pointed a trembling finger at Julian.“Don’t you dare,” he hissed through clenched teeth, “don’t you dare talk to me like that again, you stupid bastard!”Julian’s eyes widened in disbelief, rage flickering behind them.“Stop being so damn stupid, Julian! Stop twisting everything I say just because it’s easier to hate me than to listen!” Nate’s voice broke, raw and shaking. “I’ve been telling the truth since the start, and none of you idiots care enough to hear it!”The room went deathly still.Rosalind’s heart pounded in her chest, her gaze fixed on Nate. His voice was cracked and desperate, but beneath it all, there was something painfully honest, too real to fake.Victoria’s mocking smile slowly faded.Even Silas lowered his gun slightly, his brows furrowing as he studied Nate’s shaking frame, blood running down his scraped knuckles.Nate st
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Of course, Rosalind was stunned. She had been the one who believed everything they said. She never thought Nate would lie to her, not after she had come to trust him.The realization that she might have been wrong, that she had been too foolish to see it, made her wince in shame.She stared at him, shaking her head slowly, denial flickering in her eyes.‘No… she must have heard him wrong. Or maybe he was pretending to get them off his back? But if he really is close to Mr. Calloway, then there’s no reason for him to fake it. Mr. Calloway could save him.’Rosalind turned her gaze away for a moment, trying to steady her racing thoughts, then looked back at him, lips parting to speak. But before she could, Julian spoke first.Still holding his cheek where Nate had punched him, Julian frowned deeply. “Are you telling the truth, Nate? That you weren’t the one who helped Rosalind all those times? That you just took the credit?”Nate didn’t hesitate.“Yeah, that’s exactly it,” he said coldly
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The look on Sean’s face the day she brushed him off flashed in Rosalind’s mind, the quiet disappointment in his eyes when he tried to warn her about Nate. He had told her something was wrong, but she hadn’t listened. She had been too sure, too blinded by her trust in Nate and her belief that he had helped her business.Now the truth slammed into her like a punch.She had ignored him, the only person who had seen what was really happening.Her fingers trembled slightly as she whispered, “Sean knew…”Nate noticed the change in their faces, the dawning realization, the regret, the shame, and his lips curled into a slow, mocking smirk.“Well, isn’t that something?” he drawled, voice dripping with sarcasm. “You all threw out the only smart person among you. Sean might’ve been quiet, but at least he had a brain. Maybe if you’d given him a chance, if you’d tried knowing him instead of judging him, he could’ve done something real for this family.”He let out a bitter laugh. “But of course,
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Hearing him speak so casually, Rosalind frowned. He had just tried to kill someone, yet he acted as if it were nothing, shrugging it off like it didn’t matter.Her eyes darkened, frustration and disbelief swirling within her, but she sighed, letting the tension slip as if giving up. What could she do, really? She didn’t have the power to change anything.In truth, it had been Nate’s fault all along. She couldn’t stop thinking about how easily she had been fooled, how she had allowed herself to be mocked and manipulated.With a deep frown, she turned her gaze away from him and shifted it onto Nate, narrowing her eyes as she searched for answers in his expression.Silas watched quietly from the corner, his usual easygoing smile fading the moment he caught sight of Rosalind’s expression. Her eyes were sharp, her jaw tight, and the weight in her gaze immediately put him on alert.His playful demeanor drained from his face, replaced by a cold, piercing stare. The warmth in his voice vanish
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Immediately, Nate held up his hand. Rosalind couldn’t help but wonder, why was he helping her?He had denied knowing anything about how Mr. Calloway had fooled them all, and now he acted like he wanted to protect her. She couldn’t help but be suspicious. Was he trying to use her to save himself? That had seemed to be his intention when he’d revealed all his plans without fear. What was he scheming now?Silas waved his hand, stopping the man who had been moving toward Rosalind. The man froze in place.Silas turned his cold gaze on Nate, eyebrows raised. “And why not?”Nate swallowed hard, trying to steady his racing heart. “I… I might know who really killed Vincent,” he said, voice tight. “It… it might have been Rosalind’s husband, not her.”Rosalind flinched, her face paling. She hadn’t expected Sean’s name to come up. Her mind flashed to Chloe’s warning: Sean might have been the killer. A frown crossed her face.She knew Sean. He could be brutal, but killing someone? No. She refu
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At the mention of Sean, a wave of concern spread across Rosalind’s face without her realizing it. She could feel it, Sean was bout to be dragged into a mess that wasn’t his, and the guilt of it would fall on her. She didn’t want that.“There is no way it’s him,” she said.Silas turned to glance at her, frowning briefly before looking away as if she hadn’t spoken.He fixed Ace with a hard, unwavering stare. “Tell me,” he said, low and sharp, “exactly how Sean beat you. And while you’re at it… How would you rate him?”His gaze was steel, cold, and unflinching.“And don’t lie to cover his ego,” Silas added, deadly serious. “Hiding anything will only make things worse for you.”Ace swallowed, throat dry, forcing himself to meet Silas’ gaze. “He… he beat me in front of people,” he admitted, voice tight with anger and shame. “He humiliated me, crushed me, insulted me… didn’t care who I was, didn’t care about anyone. And he… he did the same to Vincent.”Selene’s eyes widened in disbelief, an
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As soon as the words left his mouth, the rest of the Springfield family knew they had to speak.Mark, who had been silent and terrified until now, finally found his voice, trying to reason with Silas.“Wait…he and Rosalind have been divorced for weeks. They have nothing to do with each other! Sean even moved out and is with another woman. There’s no way he’s still involved with Rosalind.”Silas’ eyes flicked over them, unamused. A deep, commanding voice cut through the room.“Quiet!” The shout snapped through the chatter like a whip.But the discussion didn’t die down. Low murmurs rippled through the room, tension thick in every word.“He should be going after Sean, not her,” Lillian whispered, eyes darting toward Rosalind.Julian nodded, wringing her hands nervously. “Exactly… leave Rosalind alone.” Mark muttered under his breath, frustration sharp in his tone. “Why drag her into this at all?”Marissa’s voice rose, indignant. “It’s Sean they want, not her! Focus on him!”Eleanor and
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“Victoria!”Rosalind sprang up the moment Victoria hit the floor. Her chair scraped back as she stumbled forward, panic rising in her chest. She’d heard the thud; something had happened.She didn’t care who watched; she needed to reach her. Before she could take two steps, one of the remaining men grabbed her arm and held her with brutal force.“Let me go!” Rosalind yelled, voice raw. “Victoria!”Her cries echoed, desperate, but the man only tightened his grip and dragged her a step back as she fought.Across the room, the man who’d struck Victoria bent down and gripped her limp arm. Without hesitation, he hauled her up as if she weighed nothing.Rosalind’s heart pounded. “Put her down!” she screamed, wrenching at her captor, but he didn’t move.The man carrying Victoria turned toward the door. Her hair hung over her face; her body was motionless in his arms.“Stop!” Rosalind’s shout trembled. “If anything happens to her, you’ll all regret it!”Her words sliced through the room. Even
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Rosalind strained against the restraints, metal biting into her wrists.“Don’t you dare!” she shouted, voice cracking with rage. “Stop this!”Her words fell flat against the cold silence. None of the men moved to untie her; they only waited for Silas’s next command.His expression didn’t shift. “Get something to use,” he said, almost casually. “She seems to understand only when things get serious.”Rosalind’s heart kicked against her ribs. “You’re insane!” she yelled, the sound echoing through the wide room. “I told you the truth!”Boots scuffed the floor as one of the men left the room. The others watched, stone-faced, as she fought the chains that bit into her arms and legs.Moments later, he returned carrying something long and coiled. The dragging scrape against the floor sent a shiver down Rosalind’s spine.It was a long whip studded with spikes. She knew if it landed, it would hurt a lot, but there was nothing she could do. After all, she had no idea where Sean was.Her breath h
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The beating intensified; Rosalind’s cries filled the room, then, abruptly, they stopped. Her vision blurred, colors and shapes melting together, and a heavy darkness pressed at the edges of her mind. She tried to focus, tried to scream, but her body betrayed her. Her knees buckled, her hands went limp, and the world went black.Silas’s head tilted slightly, his eyes narrowing at the sudden silence. “Stop,” he commanded, his voice sharp but controlled.The men froze mid-motion; whips and rods lowered slowly.“Why isn’t she crying out?” Silas asked, almost curious, stepping closer.A burly man with a grim expression shook his head. “She… she’s passed out, sir. She can’t respond.”Silas’s lips curved into a faint, controlled smirk. “Well, then,” he said, equal parts annoyance and command, “wake her up.”The men exchanged uneasy glances before approaching Rosalind, carefully shaking her shoulders and calling her name. Her body remained limp; her breaths were shallow and uneven, the d