Chapter 410 Warmth Doreen had extended a chance for I amends.

Yet, Roscoe merely offered a faint smile, ignited the car's engine, and drove away. He had no interest in any woman other than Nicole. Today's meet-up with Doreen was a direct command from his family. That was all he had committed to. Just to ensure Doreen's safe return and nothing beyond that.

As Doreen watched the car's taillights fade, tears welled up in her eyes, and she began to weep at her doorstep.

At Doreen's cries, her parents hurried out, their expressions changing dramatically as they spotted Doreen weeping miserably. They promptly contacted Roscoe's grandfather,

expressing their displeasure about Roscoe's conduct.

Roscoe's grandfather was understanding, assuring Doreen's parents that he would address the matter.

i When Roscoe returned home, it was nearing 11 p.m.

The lights were on, illuminating the villa.

Sitting in the living room was Roscoe's grandfather, exuding a stern aura from his chair. "Disobedient child, kneel!" he bellowed.

Roscoe, seemingly not catching his grandfather's words, remained standing, his posture rigid.

Infuriated, Roscoe's grandfather commanded the butler to fetch a stick over, wanting to have Roscoe yield.

I The butler complied. This stick was unique, inflicting sharp pain without leaving visible marks.

Roscoe's grandfather wielded the stick, I striking Roscoe until the latter I collapsed.

teeth. Even as blood trickled from his mouth, indicating his severe injuries, he bore

staining his lips, responded with difficulty, "I won't depend on marriage for my status. I made that clear when I came back. I refuse to be

grandfather, overcome with frustration, pointed

pale and drenched in sweat, managed to rise, standing tall I once again. As he stood, his presence j seemed to

me the freedom to choose my path." Roscoe's grandfather watched Roscoe leave the room, Roscoe's walk unsteady yet determined. Frustrated, he tapped

sounded distraught

has happened. Nicole just called me, saying she's killed someone!" Raegan bolted upright.

the phone in a shaken

wept. "Raegan, what are we going to do?" Raegan, although alarmed, tried to soothe Elin, "Calm down first. Did Nicole say anything else?" Elin strained her memory and then

Elin, "Don't worry. I I know who to contact. I'll get more ) : information and update you." Ending the call,

swiftly. "Raegan, what's the matter?" Mitchel's voice was a comfort in her turmoil. "Mitchel..." Sensing Raegan's distress, Mitchel urged, "Don't fret. What's going on?" Raegan shared Nicole's predicament, her voice breaking. "Mitchel, could you

he

"Alright, I'm waiting." Raegan's trusting response warmed the chilly night. Mitchel, feeling uplifted, affirmed, "I'm

Mitchel's call came through. He

was stunned. "Is Nicole in danger?" Mitchel replied, "No, but Jarrod is critically injured and hasn't regained consciousness yet." Raegan's heart

relieved but still uneasy. "Can I go see Nicole?" "I don't think so. I'm unaware of Jarrod's current location. We must wait for him to wake up." Jarrod had

any way to find out more?"

Jarrod won't harm Miss Lawrence." Mitchel understood

rivaled his love for

approach was I excessively drastic, likely stemming from

Yet, a person marked by witnessing his parents' downfall held entrenched beliefs, not easily

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