No longer a pushover

Chapter 542

Noelle dialed Frank's number, but the call went unanswered. Still, she was almost certain Lucas was right.

Lucas turned to Donovan, his voice full of righteous anger. "Donovan, did I say anything wrong?"

Donovan's expression stiffened. "You misheard. What Frank and I talked about was how I regretted missing Noelle's call, which led to Wyatt's amputation."

Noelle pressed him. "And what if you had answered back then?"

Donovan hesitated for a moment. "Then, we would've thought it through more carefully."

"And if not amputating meant he would die?" Noelle questioned.

Donovan fell silent because there was only one answer-amputation was the only way to save Wyatt's life. Of course, he could not admit that. Instead, he deflected. "No one knows what could've happened back then."

Xenia shouted, "Exactly! No one knew! And yet, all of you blame me—is that fair? I'll say this now-I won't stop until the foundation holds Xenia accountable. Let's see if she's got some magic trick to escape this!"

With that, she turned and went upstairs. The room fell into an awkward silence.

let out a cold laugh. "Donovan, you're a disappointment. Once I get ahold of Frank, I'll make sure he clears up the truth. Noelle won't take

you're talking to?" Donovan's face darkened with guilt. Now, they were all siding with Noelle one by one,

help but wonder if the truth even mattered

stepped in front of Donovan and said, "Donovan, I finally got to be with the person I love. Are you just going to stand by and watch Xenia get dragged

Xenia. "Did she really agree to be with

Wyatt's

he never expected Wyatt to

"Xenia agreed, which is why I came back right

if she's lying?" Donovan

started noticing how much Xenia had changed she had become more cunning and ambitious. It was unnecessarily a bad thing, but the fact that she was using family to dodge consequences? That rubbed him the wrong

grip on Xenia's hand. "Xenia isn't that kind

after everything I've been through, I finally realized

And with his pride, there

his temples in frustration and grumbled, "Let me think about it." Then, he stood

and forced a smile. "Wyatt, you just got back. You should take a rest-I'll go to the kitchen