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Chapter hundred and thirty one
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Steven paused for a brief moment after Patricia's scream echoed through the phone, and when he spoke again, his voice was cold, deliberate, and utterly unmoved by the raw emotion she had just poured out toward him.

"Even your screaming won't do anything to change my mind," he said flatly. "It won't make me think twice about what I already know to be true, and it certainly won't make me feel any sympathy for whatever story you're trying to sell me right now, because one thing is perfectly clear,
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  • Chapter hundred and thirty one

    Steven paused for a brief moment after Patricia's scream echoed through the phone, and when he spoke again, his voice was cold, deliberate, and utterly unmoved by the raw emotion she had just poured out toward him."Even your screaming won't do anything to change my mind," he said flatly. "It won't make me think twice about what I already know to be true, and it certainly won't make me feel any sympathy for whatever story you're trying to sell me right now, because one thing is perfectly clear, and one thing is absolutely obvious—I do not believe you."Patricia's breath caught in her throat, but Steven continued without pause, his words cutting through her like blades."You're just trying to manipulate the situation so that you don't have to deliver what was promised. You're trying to avoid providing the formula by inventing some absurd, impossible story about your dead daughter suddenly reappearing out of nowhere. Do you honestly think this is something you and your family can just j

  • Chapter hundred and Thirty

    Steven's voice, when he finally spoke again, had lost its earlier sharpness and taken on something more cautious, almost wary, as though he were choosing his words carefully while still trying to process the impossibility of what Patricia had just told him."Don't tell me you're serious about this," he said slowly. "Are you absolutely certain? Because what you're saying right now doesn't just sound strange, it sounds completely impossible, and I need you to think very carefully before you answer me."Patricia nodded, even though he could not see her, the motion instinctive despite the fact that only her voice could reach him through the phone."Yes," she said firmly, her voice trembling but resolute. "I saw Mia with my own two eyes. She is alive, Steven. And she came with Jeremy. I saw it myself. I am not imagining this."For several seconds, Steven said nothing at all.His mind was racing, caught between two conflicting realities that refused to align with one another. On one hand, e

  • chapter hundred and twenty nine

    It was in that trembling moment, with her hands shaking so violently that the phone nearly slipped from her fingers more than once, that Patricia finally worked up the nerve to call Steven, even though some quiet, apprehensive part of her already sensed that this conversation would somehow spiral into something far more chaotic than she was prepared for.The phone rang twice, the sound stretching out endlessly in her ears, and yet Steven did not answer, which only made the anger simmering beneath her fear rise even faster, because she could not understand, and refused to understand, why he would deliberately choose this particular moment, of all moments, to ignore her call when she needed him more than she had ever needed anyone before.With her fingers trembling so badly that she had to steady the phone against her ear with both hands, she called again, and then again, refusing to let the silence swallow her, until finally, after what felt like an agonizing eternity compressed into o

  • chapter hundred and twenty eight

    Patricia’s father stared at his wife, his confusion deepening into visible alarm.“What the hell are you talking about?” he demanded. “What do you mean Patricia has gone insane? What kind of statement is that?”He shook his head, as though trying to physically dislodge the words from his mind.“I don’t understand what you’re saying. She went to meet Jeremy. She went to negotiate with him, to convince him to give us the formula and continue producing the medication. That was the plan. So why are you suddenly telling me something about her losing her mind?”Patricia’s mother remained silent for a moment, her expression pale and unsettled.“I’m sorry,” she finally said, her voice heavy. “But something is seriously wrong with our daughter.”“What do you mean something is wrong with her?”“You should have heard her on the phone,” she continued. “Her voice was shaking. She was crying uncontrollably. She kept insisting—over and over—that she saw Mia.”Patricia’s father froze.“Mia?”His wife

  • Chapter hundred and twenty seven

    Patricia’s lips trembled.“Then what am I supposed to do?”“Come home.”“I need to find them.”“No,” her mother said immediately. “Do not follow Jeremy. Do not confront him again. Come home first, and we will decide what to do after we have had time to think.”“But if Mia is alive—”“Then we will find out the truth.”Patricia held her breath.Her mother continued, “I am not asking you to forget what you saw. I am asking you to calm down so we can handle it properly. We will do this together, okay?”Patricia did not answer.“If you cannot come home alone,” her mother added, “then I will come and get you myself.”“You will?”“Yes. I know where you are. Just stay there and wait for me. Do not leave the coffee shop, and do not try to go after Jeremy.”Patricia looked toward the entrance.“I don’t know if I can stay here.”“You can. Sit down, drink some water, and wait for me. I will come as soon as possible.”Her mother’s voice had become firm but gentle, the tone she used whenever she be

  • Chapter hundred and twenty six

    Patricia remained silent for several seconds after hearing her mother’s words.She could not understand how the woman on the other end of the call could sound so certain—so confident that Mia was dead—when Patricia had seen her with her own eyes.She had seen her, she had touched her, she had heard her speak.Yet her mother continued talking as though Patricia had imagined everything.Patricia’s grip tightened around the phone, and a fresh wave of frustration rose inside her.“How can you say that?” she asked, her voice trembling. “Which part of what I’m telling you don’t you understand?”Her mother sighed. “Patricia—”“No, listen to me!” Patricia interrupted. “I told you that I saw Mia. I saw her with my own two eyes. I held her hand. I heard her speak to me. She was standing right there in front of me, alive and healthy.”Her voice grew louder as her disbelief turned into desperation.“And you are still telling me to come home as if I don’t know what I saw? You are telling me not to

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