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 violent outburst,

intervene, eyeing the man in

locks, but I was

yanked the door open,

pulled the man out, and pinned him down. “Hand

trembled, “It’s… it’s already sent.”

been

Sit back

eyes darkened, his expression unreadable as he led

ur car.

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

Colin handed me a wet wipe/“Phoebe…

the blood from the back of his hand. “Henry will use the

the

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

him. If I

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

Let’s run.

I could think about was to flee with him, to get

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Chapter 282

run before, but we can’t escape,” Colin’s grip tightened as he spoke words

can’t we just kill

seemed to torment him. And that past,

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

to run?” I asked nervously, knowing Colin wouldn’t

for years. Running…

a chapter of agony and

it, perhaps even my ‘death,‘ might

tried, resisted, but

T

let’s change the game,” Colin’s voice was a low growl,

at his words. “Change the

Eric, who nodded

me,” Colin’s hands cradled my face. “Whatever I do, I have

heartbeat quickened, aware of the storm ahead, yet Colin’s assurance brought a semblance

Nor will the one who took you from me. I’ll find them, I promise,” Colin’s voice trembled, tears falling onto my

my years of lost memory, Colin had been fighting this

his hands, my voice hoarse. “Colin, you’re not alone anymore. I’m here.

my full

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

win.

a rare vulnerability shown only to me.

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