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Chapter 206
The drive back to the Helsin residence was a quiet one. The city lights streaked past the windows, the hum of the car filling the silence that neither Chance nor Chloe dared to break. Wilfreda sat in the back seat, her hands folded tightly on her lap, her eyes distant. Everything that had happened—the accusations, still weighed heavily on her.She wished there was a way she could have avoided what happened that night. She never intended to hurt anyone, and was merely trying to protect Harry.She thought of Harry, and what he was probably going through in prison right now all because of her. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes but she quickly held them back.She wished she could just shut her eyes and wake up to see that everything that had been happening to her was nothing but a dream. But each time she did, she woke up to the sad reality that everything that was happening was as real as it was.When they finally arrived, Professor Helsin was already waiting by the door. The porch
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As Chance moved to the driver’s side, Chloe circled around and slid into the passenger seat. Inside the car, Wilfreda sat silently, her hands clasped in her lap, her knuckles white.The engine purred to life, but none of them spoke. The tension was thick enough to taste, every unspoken truth filling the air.Chance’s grip on the wheel tightened. His eyes flicked to the rearview mirror, meeting Wilfreda’s reflection—haunted, pale, and trembling.The ride from the restaurant felt endless as no one spoke.The only sounds were the soft hum of the engine and the occasional shuffle of Wilfreda’s hands in her lap as she fidgeted—her fingers trembling, clutching and unclutching the hem of her black dress like she was trying to hold herself together.Inside the car, everything was silent, except for the storm brewing in their minds.Chloe’s gaze kept flicking toward the backseat through the side mirror, her heart twisting every time she saw Wilfreda’s pale face reflected against the glass. The
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The woman pushed herself shakily to her feet as she pointed once more at Wilfreda. Her voice trembled, but her words carried enough force to cut through every other sound in the restaurant.“Don’t you dare defend her!” she shouted, her tone cracking under the weight of emotion. “I know that face! I’ll never forget it as long as I live. That girl—” she jabbed her finger again, eyes wild with certainty “—that girl stood there the night Marco died! She was there with that young man who took the blame for her. He was arrested while she walked away free!”A wave of murmurs swept through the restaurant, rising like a tide. Guests turned in their seats. Waiters froze mid-motion, uncertain whether to intervene. The gentle hum of jazz music still played, absurdly calm against the tension that now hung like static in the air.Wilfreda stood rooted to the spot, her pulse hammering in her ears. For a fleeting moment, she thought she might pass out. Her fingers trembled as she reached for the edge
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The restaurant buzzed softly with the hum of midday conversation, the faint clinking of glasses, the murmur of voices blending with the low jazz playing from the ceiling speakers. It was one of those high-end establishments where the waiters moved with the grace of dancers and every meal looked like a work of art.Gary sat opposite Courtney in a secluded booth near the window, the soft afternoon light glancing across his face. He looked unusually relaxed for the first time in days. The chaos of the estate, Brenda’s probing questions, the pressure of managing Stannis Holdings — all of it felt distant here.Courtney smiled at him, a flicker of hesitation behind her eyes before she finally spoke. “Gary, can I ask you something… without you taking it the wrong way?”Gary tilted his head slightly, setting down his drink. “You can ask me anything. What’s up?”She exhaled, nervously playing with the edge of her napkin. “I don’t know if I’m imagining things, but… I get this feeling your aunt
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Brenda stepped out of the police station, putting on her dark goggles as she tired to hide her face from the sun. It was her usual signature when she wanted to act like the baddie that she knew how best to be.She knew exactly what she was doing, and she knew how manipulation can be the perfect arsenal to unwind people's convictions, and she could tell that it would not be any different even for Harry.For a moment, she didn’t look back. Her expression was unreadable, her sharp eyes fixed straight ahead as she exited the secluded compound and walked briskly toward her car parked in the shadows beyond the gates.Sliding into the driver’s seat of her sleek black Maserati, Brenda exhaled deeply. For the first time in hours, the mask of composure she wore began to crack. For a long moment she just sat there, her fingers drumming on the steering wheel, her mind spinning. The meeting with Harry had gone as she expected — confusion, anger, denial — but there had been a flicker in his eyes b
Chapter 201
The air in Harry’s cell was cold and dry, the faint hum of the overhead lights the only sound that kept him company. He sat on the edge of his cot, elbows resting on his knees, his mind still spinning with everything that had happened in the past seventy-two hours.Sleep hadn’t come—not once. The moment he closed his eyes, flashes of memory clawed at him: Wilfreda’s trembling voice before she left, the police sirens, the hollow clang of the cell door closing behind him.He barely noticed the footsteps at first. But then came the clatter of a key turning, the grind of the door’s latch, and a low, gruff voice cutting through the silence.“Styles,” one of the wardens called, his tone as curt as ever. “You’ve got a visitor.”Harry’s head jerked up. His brows furrowed in confusion. “A visitor?” he repeated, his voice hoarse from hours of silence. “Who?” he asked.He knew it couldn't be Chance and Chloe, especially not after the way he had spoken to them while they came visiting the previo
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