Chapter 403

Chapter 403 Lost Hope

Suzanna knelt beside Cameron's wheelchair, her tone calm yet laced with regret. Her pale hands hovered gently over his legs as if trying to offer reassurance. She lowered her gaze, exhaling quietly before speaking. "Cameron," she began, her voice steady but soft. "Don't give up yet. What if Melody hasn't truly turned her back on you?"

Her words hung in the air as she tilted her head, her expression earnest.

"She's won now," Suzanna continued, her voice carrying a thread of hope. "The Veinspire Codex-it's just a dry needling technique. If she's going to use it to help Martin, she could make a copy for me That way, I could try to heal your legs." She let her fingers brush lightly against his knees, her gaze unwavering.

"Grandpa taught us both everything about medicine. And I've spent so much time studying dry needling. I've poured myself into it for this very moment for you. You're my priority, Cameron."

Her tone sounded tender, yet her carefully chosen words pressed deeper into his unraveling confidence.

Suzanna understood the Gregoria organizers better than most. They weren't the sort to play fair.

Even with Melody's triumph, Suzanna doubted they would hand over the Veinspire Codex without complications.

And Suzanna had no intention of letting the opportunity slip away.

She had noticed a shift in the past few days. Gary, Derrick, and Carson had started to drift toward Melody, as though caught under some unseen influence. Suzanna saw it as an advantage. After all, she was the family's beloved daughter, the one her brothers had always cherished. Melody didn't belong in their lives, much less their family.

When Suzanna finished, her gaze shifted to Drooby, who stood nearby, his watchful eyes fixed on her. Her lips curved into a delicate smile as she addressed him in flawless Gregoria.

her voice even, "my sister never intended to cause any trouble for Gregoria. I hope you'll accept my apology on her behalf-and on behalf

straightened slightly, her tone carrying a faint

isn't it

her words light but

this year's winner receives two prizes. That's rare, isn't it? I can't

a moment,

Drooby. My sister worked so hard to get here. It would be cruel

final words

to

intended targets. Cameron's

expression darkened, and Drooby's

narrowed gaze reflected his

mounting frustration.

a mystery, fueling the audience's curiosity further. Drooby's lips twitched into a

head, tousling her hair with an air

he said smoothly, his tone carefully controlled, "you're much more reasonable than your sister. You have nothing to worry

carried a false reassurance, yet Suzanna only nodded, her expression

strode out of the room without another

the arena, commanding the

and gentlemen," he declared, his tone full of practiced charm, "let's

air of triumph, erasing any lingering doubts about the

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