Chapter 923:

Collin’s frown deepened, a clear sign of confusion. Linsey’s reasoning eluded him.

Yet, seeing her unwavering resolve, he relented and stopped protesting.

“Very well, I’ll keep watch outside. Don’t linger too long,” he said.

Linsey gave a reassuring nod. “I won’t. Visitation rules here are quite strict anyway.”

Shortly thereafter, guided by a stern-faced officer, Linsey stepped into the austere interview room.

Kylee, hunched at the institutional table, barely reacted to Linsey’s entrance, offering only the slightest tilt of her head. Linsey approached with measured steps and sat across from her adversary, her face impassive as she observed Kylee, who was withdrawn, her head bowed.

Linsey broke the heavy silence. “Are you

head, releasing a bitter laugh that rippled through

know.” Her gaze snapped upward, locking with Linsey’s in a predatory stare. A twisted smile curled across her lips, her face radiating the feverish glow of someone intoxicated by their own malice. “That knife was made for your death. Any soul pierced by its edge would bleed out in moments—even a shallow wound would drain them dry

sound that escaped Kylee wasn’t quite laughter—more like something broken rattling within her chest. Even the

fully crossed into

icy composure. “Yet Gorman lies

imagination

something feral and raw as her stare bored into

between them before Kylee erupted. “You got him killed. The knife was meant for you alone! But Gorman—that fool

tore from Kylee’s throat, her eyes blazing crimson with a fury bordering on hatred. “He ruined everything! Your corpse should be cooling on that floor, Linsey! What cursed luck keeps you alive?

marble stillness, her expression carved

itself, Linsey’s voice cut through the aftermath like a blade. “Who helped you get

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