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.

to incite Colin, capture

eyeing the man

with the locks, but

yanked the door open, reaching for the phone.

from behind, pulled the man out, and pinned

“It’s… it’s already sent.”

had been dispatched to Henry.

Sit back

eyes darkened, his expression unreadable as he led me

ur car.

exited the

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

back of his hand. “Henry

the subject. “Phoebe…”

into his embrace, his voice colder than I’d ever heard. “I won’t allow… anyone to touch you.”

him. If I hadn’t intervened, would

could have you committed.” My voice shook as I spoke. “Let’s

Let’s run.

to flee with him, to get as far away as possible.

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Chapter 282

Colin’s grip tightened as he spoke words that sent shivers down

are vile… why can’t we just kill

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

run before. Had we fled in the memories I’d

asked nervously, knowing

in the shadows of Sea City for years. Running… was always our most

it was a chapter of

the reasons behind it, perhaps even my ‘death,‘ might all be

must have tried, resisted, but to

T

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

heart clenched at his words. “Change the

who nodded in

hands cradled my face. “Whatever

yet Colin’s assurance brought

won’t get away. Nor will the one who took you from me. I’ll find them, I promise,” Colin’s voice trembled,

of lost memory, Colin had

hoarse. “Colin, you’re not

my full

heart and instincts told me to believe in Colin’s innocence. We were fighting against the injustices of fate. And

win.

violently, a rare

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