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.

true intent: to incite Colin, capture his

man in the car with

with the locks, but I was

yanked the door open,

me from behind, pulled the man out, and

“It’s…

had been

Sit back

unreadable as he led

ur car.

such incidents, hadn’t even exited the vehicle. “Someone will handle this, Sir.”

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

trembled as I cleaned the blood from the back of his hand. “Henry will use the video against

changed the subject. “Phoebe…”

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

fury within him. If I hadn’t intervened, would

could have you committed.” My voice shook as

Let’s run.

about was to flee with him, to

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Chapter 282

Colin’s grip tightened as he spoke words that sent

vile… why can’t we just kill them?” His voice began to shake,

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

Had we fled in the memories I’d

I asked nervously, knowing Colin

Running… was always our most foolish

a chapter of agony and darkness.

behind it, perhaps even my ‘death,‘ might all be tied to this failed ‘escape.

have tried, resisted,

T

of fleeing, let’s change the game,” Colin’s voice was

heart clenched at his words. “Change the game?”

at Eric, who nodded in

what happens, don’t worry about me,” Colin’s hands cradled my face.

aware of the storm ahead, yet

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

of lost memory, Colin had been fighting this

hands, my voice hoarse. “Colin, you’re not alone anymore.

my full

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

win.

body shook more violently, a rare vulnerability shown only

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