Chapter 1175

In the dimly lit room of the county jail, Blake's heart skipped a beat the moment he laid eyes on Tarquin.

"Mr. Bradford," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.

Tarquin stood there, his expression as unreadable as a poker player's.

Blake fidgeted nervously before taking a seat opposite Tarquin.

Breaking the silence with a calm demeanor, Tarquin inquired, "You know about Elysia's background, right?"

Blake nodded furiously, eager to please.

"Yes, yes, she's... she's the daughter of the richest family in Oceanopolis!"

Just thinking about Elysia's pedigree made Blake feel like someone was twisting a knife in his gut. If only he'd known she was such high society, he would have treated her like royalty, for sure. Imagine the Hawkins family showing up for a family reunion—he'd be rolling in dough!

Instead, fate handed the Thorne family a priceless gem, and what did they do? Treated her like a stray cat, tormenting her on the daily. Now he had zilch to show for it and was constantly on edge, dreading the day Clayton might storm into the prison to settle the score.

Tarquin, eyes gleaming with a hint of mockery, saw right through Blake's anxiety.

"Don't worry about the Hawkins family coming after you. You'll never get the chance to meet them."

Blake blinked, bewildered. "Huh?"

honestly, and

well, let's just

"What... what do you

"Where's Winona?"

Winona's name, Blake's face

know?" he

the

came in quick, shallow gasps, and his eyes darted around the room.

Tarquin turned to

into his voice, called after

voice was cold as the winter wind. "If you don't want to talk,

tears. How was

I was involved in the whole Winona thing, but I swear I don't know where

someone reached out to me, offered me

her, we stashed her in

people showed up and

her, I honestly have no

brow furrowed. "Use

was really protective of Elysia. Mention her, and Winona would take the

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