Chapter 402 Why Did You Come Back?

I knew Carter was waiting for me, hoping I'd change my mind.

To him, my decision to go to the White Residence was reckless. He would never willingly let me put myself in harm's way.

But, Whitney was still waiting for me.

Gritting my teeth, I shut the door resolutely.

I didn't dare look in the rearview mirror as I was afraid of seeing the disappointment in his eyes.

I clenched my fists and silently chanted to myself when the car started.

Don't look back. I'm sorry, Carl.

Sensing my unease, Yael, who was seated beside me, spoke up. "Chloe, are you unhappy?"

"Is Taylor planning to keep Whitney imprisoned forever?" I asked.

"Chloe, Whitney doesn't love Taylor. If she were free, she'd run."

So they understood, after all. Before I could reply, Yael added, "If Taylor didn't care about her, she would already be dead. Freedom or life-which do you think is more important?"

Though I was relieved Whitney was still alive, the thought of her suffering for the past 20 years made me question if living was truly better than dying.

Death was a momentary pain, but living had brought her two decades of torment.

Still, I believed her suffering would soon end.

Once we rescued her, she would become a crucial witness. With more evidence, we could topple the Carlyn brothers and the powers behind them. They had to face justice.

It all had to end.

As we approached the White Residence, Yael handed me a pill.

"Chloe, take this to avoid suspicion."

Earlier, he'd given me an antidote to let me speak for half a day, but now he wanted to reverse it.

I didn't take the pill. Instead, I stared at him coldly. "Is it to avoid suspicion? Or are you afraid I'll call for help? Yael, if I wanted to escape, I could've screamed for help back at the night market. That was the best chance, wasn't it?" I didn't want to lose my voice again.

"Chloe, it's not that I don't care about you. There are surveillance cameras everywhere in the White Residence. If you speak, you'll be exposed. I can't imagine what would happen. Just bear with it. Once we leave, I'll give you the antidote again, okay?" His face was filled with concern, but I knew he wouldn't compromise.

With a heavy sigh, I reluctantly took the pill that would render me mute.

swallow it. "Chloe, if that person shows up in the next few days, avoid her at all costs.

it," I replied before

we entered the White Residence, Yael carried bags of items, including the

was late, and everyone should've been

as we stepped into

"Where have you been?"

hidden behind Yael, whose tall frame shielded my

Taylor and his danger level was far higher

wasn't asleep and it seemed like he had been waiting for

tapped the candy apple rack. "Bought this for Whitney. And a few other little things. Taylor, you're getting married soon, but Whitney has been sulking. I brought Mute Girl along to pick out some gifts."

about Whitney?"

head down to avoid

down my spine. "And, since when were you

with her because I was bored. Is Whitney asleep? I'll give her the

Mute Girl take it. You shouldn't go

"Fair enough."

flawless, leaving no room for

everything.

head low as I

heard Taylor's voice. "What's wrong with

Had he noticed something?

worry. Yael's warning echoed in my mind. My greatest threat wasn't Taylor

Taylor could sense something, would

was

feigned calm, but the flicker of

sadness of parting with Carter melted

glad

Carter. Whitney's once lifeless existence had only regained a glimmer of light because

extinguish that light, plunging her into

room, under the watchful eye of

masked her

all this

window sill and handed her the

red the moment she

so long ago would've faded, but clearly, they

the candy apple tightly and tears streamed

do?" Taylor's voice

strode over, raising his foot

stepped in

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