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.

Colin, capture

to intervene, eyeing the man in the car with a cold

with the locks, but I was quicker.

the door open, reaching for the

the man out, and pinned him down. “Hand it over.”

trembled, “It’s… it’s

had been dispatched

Sit back

expression unreadable as

ur car.

even exited the

me a

from the back of his hand.

the subject. “Phoebe…”

me into his embrace, his voice colder than I’d ever

If I hadn’t intervened, would

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

Let’s run.

to flee with him, to get

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Chapter 282

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

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

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

we’d run before. Had we fled

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

City for years. Running… was always our most foolish option,” he dodged

then, it was a chapter of

perhaps even my ‘death,‘ might all be tied to

tried, resisted, but to no avail.

T

Colin’s voice was a low growl, his eyes

clenched at his words. “Change the

Eric, who

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

yet Colin’s

one who took you from me. I’ll find them, I promise,” Colin’s voice

then, throughout my years of lost memory, Colin had been

“Colin, you’re

without my full memory.

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

win.

body shook more violently, a rare vulnerability shown only

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