Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter 530

If Hayden hadn't said anything, I might have forgotten he was even there.

the way here.

His face was unreadable, but his eyes? Dark and intense, like he was drilling straight into Matthew. He was talking about his dad. But Thorsten had already mentioned Hayden's father was involved-bribed, apparently. Hayden himself admitted it was all about the money on So why was he bringing it up again? What was he really digging for?

My head started to pound, like a jackhammer revving up. I glanced at Matthew, who somehow looked perfectly calm. Lindey, on the other hand, was a bundle of nerves, fingers clutching Matthew's arm.

After a long, tense silence, Matthew finally replied, "Your father was bribed. That has nothing to do with

me."

"Are you absolutely sure about that?" Hayden shot back, his voice ice-cold.

"Hayden," Lindey jumped in, defending Matthew. "He's already admitted what he did to Rea's parents. If he'd been involved with your dad, he wouldn't hide it now."

Hayden's jaw clenched tighter. "According to what I found, Thorsten bribed my dad on someone else's

orders."

the calm mask. But Hayden wasn't stopping. "If I'm right, you set it all up

chill ran through me as I turned to Hayden, horrified. His gaze locked on mine, steady. "Her rare blood type meant she could be a backup donor for your son. And raising her

at Matthew. "From the start, she was nothing

"No, that's not true! We genuinely care about Keira! We

off. Maybe she didn't know about what Matthew had done to my parents, but that didn't make his intentions

that true?"

silence was all the answer I

the love, all the gratitude I'd felt for him-for this family-it

business deal. Maybe it was all because of the blood running through

heart to this family, to people who'd only seen me as some

ran through me, my whole body going numb. My fingers tingled, barely holding back my

the killer. If you hate me, if you want to take my life, I won't

of regret I

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seem more hollow. All these years, he'd worn

up as I

you do? Will it bring my parents back? Will it fix the life you ripped away from me, the

Lindey whispered, her face crumpling with