Love's Redemption (Chris and Maddie)

Hello 530

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."

in the calm mask. But Hayden wasn't stopping. "If I'm right, you set it all up to make sure Keira had nowhere else to go. With her parents gone, she'd have

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

looked back at Matthew. "From the start, she was nothing more than a pawn

not true! We genuinely care about Keira! We

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

true?" My voice

all

him-for this family-it had been built

of the blood running through my veins. Blood that could save Jace.

this family,

me, my whole body going numb. My fingers tingled, barely

the killer. If you hate me, if you want to take my

regret I didn't buy for

+35 NONUS

All these years, he'd worn this mask, fooling me, probably fooling my

welling up as I clung to the last shred of

into my palms, letting the sharp sting slice through the rage. "What good would hating you do? Will it bring my parents back? Will it fix the life you ripped away from me, the years I spent trying to earn your love?" In that moment,