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.

intent: to incite Colin, capture his violent outburst, and

to intervene, eyeing the man

fumbled with the locks, but I

the door open, reaching for

out, and

voice trembled, “It’s… it’s already

had been dispatched

Sit back

his expression unreadable as

ur car.

hadn’t even exited the vehicle. “Someone will

me a

back of

changed the subject.

me into his embrace, his voice colder than I’d ever heard. “I won’t allow…

within him. If I hadn’t intervened, would he have killed?

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

Let’s run.

think about was to flee with him, to get as far away as

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Chapter 282

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

kill them?” His voice began to shake,

him. And that past, it must

before. Had we

asked nervously, knowing Colin

Running… was always our most foolish option,” he dodged my

was a chapter of agony and

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

have tried, resisted, but to

T

game,” Colin’s voice was a low growl,

his words.

who

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

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

who wish us dead won’t get away. Nor will the one who took you from me.

memory, Colin had been fighting this

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

without my

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

win.

violently, a rare vulnerability shown

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