Chapter 282

The air felt heavy with tension, a prelude to trouble on the horizon.

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“Get in the car,” Eric called out, his arrival marking the time for us to leave.

Carl, the overseer of our grim procession to the funeral, couldn’t resist a jab before we departed. “Foebe, as I recall, a touch from your back in school was cheaper than a diner burger. What’s your price now?”

My grip tightened around Colin’s hand. Henry likely sent this man to provoke us, knowing full well the media vultures were circling.

“Take the lead,” Colin instructed with an indifferent tone, motioning Eric to drive ahead.

Carl’s car trailed us closely.

Eric maneuvered the car with haste, prompting Carl to keep up the chase.

“Take the back roads,” Colin ordered, his voice low and steady.

I knew what Colin was plotting and wanted to intervene, but the icy resolve in his eyes deterred me.

“Brake now.”

Colin’s command was perfectly timed, and Eric slammed the brakes.

Carl, caught off guard, swerved desperately, his car crashing against the guardrail.

Secluded under an overpass, with no cameras or followers in sight, we were alone.

Colin glanced at me before covering my eyes with his hand. “Don’t look. Count to one hundred.”

My hands clenched nervously.

Colin stepped out of the car, heading towards the wreckage.

Carl, sitting shotgun, was bloodied from the impact.

With brute strength, Colin wrenched open the twisted car door and dragged Carl out.

Initially, Carl managed a bloodied smirk. “An idiot and a slut… a perfect match.”

But his smile quickly faded as he encountered a side of Colin he’d never seen before.

“Mmph!” Colin knew just where to strike to silence him, hitting Carl’s throat before pummeling his face with ruthless punches.

Finally, he stomped on the wrist that had dared to touch me.

Panic set in, and I hurried of the car. Just as I feared… Carl’s cohort was secretly recording everything.

incite Colin,

to intervene, eyeing the man in the car with a cold

the locks, but

open, reaching for the

shielded me from behind, pulled the man out, and pinned him down. “Hand it

“It’s…

been dispatched to Henry.

Sit back

expression unreadable as he led me back to

ur car.

incidents, hadn’t even exited the

a word, Colin handed me a wet wipe/“Phoebe… my hand hurts.”

blood from the back of his hand. “Henry will

the subject. “Phoebe…”

than I’d ever heard. “I won’t allow… anyone

could feel the fury within him. If

he could have you committed.” My voice shook as I spoke. “Let’s not go… skip the funeral. I’ll

Let’s run.

flee with him, to get as far away as

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Chapter 282

escape,” Colin’s grip tightened as he spoke words that

why can’t we just kill them?” His voice began

traumas seemed to torment him. And that past, it must have been something we

before. Had we fled in

try to run?” I asked nervously, knowing Colin wouldn’t deceive me.

dealing in the shadows of Sea City for years. Running… was always our most foolish option,”

was a chapter of agony

‘death,‘ might all

must have tried, resisted, but to no avail.

T

let’s change the game,” Colin’s voice was a low growl, his eyes unreadable.

clenched at his words.

who nodded in

hands cradled my face. “Whatever I do,

yet

one who took you from me. I’ll find them, I promise,”

years of lost memory, Colin

grasped his hands, my voice hoarse. “Colin, you’re

without my full memory.

instincts told me to believe in Colin’s innocence. We were fighting against the injustices

win.

a rare vulnerability

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