Comeback Of The Adored Heiress

Chapter 1322

Chapter 1322:

Lowe’s throat tightened as he fought to suppress the dark implications of the scene unfolding before him.

His eyes darted to the monitor, watching as Elton strode purposefully toward Denby’s bed, coming to a halt before the unconscious figure.

Denby lay vulnerable, sustained by an IV and an oxygen mask—vital lifelines that shouldn’t be disturbed. Yet Elton’s hand reached decisively for the mask.

The medical implications were clear—removing the oxygen mask would trigger a dangerous spike in blood pressure, potentially devastating for Denby’s fragile brain.

“Commander Thatcher, I’m sorry.”

Elton’s whispered words hung in the air as his fingers grazed the mask, but before he could act, a weathered hand shot out, clasping his wrist with surprising strength.

Denby’s eyes snapped open, and while the monitoring equipment registered the change, the vital signs miraculously remained stable.

struck like lightning—while Madisyn and Andrew maintained their composure, Lowe and the guard team

room, fear flickered across Elton’s face as he jerked his

the doctor right away. What perfect timing—I came to visit

in Elton’s mind like a dying flame. Those retired soldiers were still in the dark about his identity, and even if they’d told Denby

Elton’s theatrical retreat with keen eyes, seeing through

moment.” Denby

thirty-some years, what’s your

your next read at

slowly, meeting

you’ve always treated

Denby’s words came

bite the hand that fed you, ruthlessly

blazed with intensity, piercing through Elton’s facade like

the mere thought of this man—this ousted companion—killing his daughter. He asked coldly, “Why? Have I ever