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, capture his violent outburst, and exploit it.

intervene, eyeing the man in the

fumbled with the locks, but I was quicker.

yanked the door open,

pulled the man out, and

“It’s…

been

Sit back

unreadable as

ur car.

exited

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

fingers trembled as I cleaned the blood from the back

changed the subject.

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

fury within him. If I hadn’t

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

Let’s run.

flee with him, to get as far away

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Chapter 282

tightened as he spoke words that sent shivers down my spine.

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

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

we fled in the memories I’d forgotten?

did we… try to run?” I asked

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

realized then, it was a chapter of agony and darkness.

behind it, perhaps even my ‘death,‘

tried, resisted, but to

T

voice was a low growl, his eyes

at his

glanced at Eric, who nodded

about me,” Colin’s hands cradled my face. “Whatever

quickened, aware of the storm ahead, yet Colin’s assurance

will the one who took you from me. I’ll find them,

lost memory, Colin had

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

without my

in Colin’s innocence. We were fighting against the injustices of

win.

rare vulnerability shown only

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