Facade of Love

Chapter 298 Cut Off?

A chill ran through me. The Youngs had kept this secret buried for so long. If it came out now… they could be in trouble.

Sir Young had passed away, leaving only Madam Young and Mr. Zachary in the know. If the truth resurfaced, the younger Youngs would likely be clueless.

Like Mom said, after all these years, digging up the past and linking it back to the Youngs would not be easy.

The Youngs were like an old tree with deep roots, untouchable even if the law reached their doorstep. The mining accident from years ago was just that—an accident. The guy in charge back then was not even the family’s head honcho, a fact that seemed to absolve them in the eyes of the community.

I sat there in silence, my thoughts a tangled mess. Over a hundred innocent lives on one side, and Idris on the other–I could not play judge and jury, nor could I pretend to be some detached outsider looking in.

My chest felt tight, so I gazed out the car window, inhaling a lungful of fresh air.

Ensio dropped us off at the station just in time to catch the train to Lake City. After we boarded, he drove off. My mom tried to start a conversation, “Yvette, you and Idris…”

me when we reach Lake City, okay?” I was not up for a chat about Idris, so sleep seemed like the

got the hint, gave a little grunt, and we rode the rest of the way in silence.

Lake City took a good four hours, and by the time we rolled in, the sun was dipping low. Marcus was there to meet us, and I was

not out yet. I did bump into Inch, though. He looked as if he had been through the wringer, with a banged–up face and mud all over his clothes.

but still very much alive, I let out a sigh of relief and asked, “How

when I got back, I saw the landslide hit where you and Mr. Yates were. Lucky for me, I spotted the markers he had left, and that was how I found you

I realized he was unharmed, and I let out a breath I did not realize I had been holding.

light blinking outside the OR, I turned to Inch. “How’s Mr. Yates doing? Is it

He already had a skin graft fail on him, and he was supposed to heal up before trying

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burning up with fever for days, and the old wounds are just getting worse. Muscle atrophy is a real threat now, and… he might even lose

worse than I had imagined. My voice

twisted in agony. “We’re just hoping he makes it through. If