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, and exploit

to intervene, eyeing the man in the car

the locks, but I was

yanked the door open, reaching for

from behind, pulled the man out,

voice trembled, “It’s… it’s

been dispatched

Sit back

as he led me back to

ur car.

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

a wet wipe/“Phoebe… my hand hurts.”

from the back of his hand. “Henry will use the video against

the subject.

than I’d

could feel the fury within him. If I hadn’t intervened, would he have

calls the cops, even if he’s not your guardian, he could have you committed.” My voice shook as I spoke. “Let’s not

Let’s run.

about was to flee with him, to

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

vile… why can’t we just kill them?” His voice

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

we fled in

we… try to run?” I asked nervously, knowing Colin wouldn’t deceive

of Sea City for years. Running… was always our

it was a chapter

‘death,‘ might all be tied to this failed

resisted, but to no avail.

T

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

his words. “Change

who nodded in

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

yet Colin’s assurance

who took you from me. I’ll find

my years of lost memory, Colin had been fighting this battle

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

without my

told me to believe in Colin’s innocence. We were fighting against the injustices of

win.

a rare vulnerability shown only

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