She glanced back at Barbara, sensing that Remington's visit today was unlike any other.

His arrival was stormy, laden with malice towards the West family.

Remington's gaze was icy, his demeanor as still as water, causing Stella's voice to fade into silence as she stepped back, looking somewhat panic-stricken.

However, Remington paid no mind to Stella, his focus fixed solely on Barbara.

After a moment, he spoke up in a deep voice.

"Barbara should be well aware of why I'm here today. Don't you have anything to say?"

Barbara sat on the couch, her hands clasped in front of her, her spine erect, maintaining her composure.

Despite her pale complexion, her voice remained steady.

"Remington, I told you yesterday. If I am innocent, I have nothing to fear. If you have evidence, then go ahead and call the cops. Other than that, I have nothing else to say."

Yet, as soon as she finished speaking, Martin burst in from outside.

One of Martin's hands was covered in blood, his expression anxious and furious as he confronted Remington.

"Remington, you need to let go of Ralap! What the hell did you do to him? Your guys beat him to a pulp!"

because he recognized the bloodied figure being pushed around by

over a teacup on the coffee table, her muscles twitching, hands trembling uncontrollably. Seeing this, Martin rushed over, gripping Barbara's hands

hands are freezing. I know you're worried about Ralap, but you've got to take care of yourself

returned to Zion City

a call saying Ralap had been "taken

end up

What had Ralap disclosed?

it

down, Barbara looked up and

you mean Ralap is covered in blood? Come on, let's go

to come, Barbara. I've brought your

a blood-soaked Ralap was thrown onto the

"Ah!"

couldn't see, but Stella saw everything

at her feet, his face visible,

tortured to such

extent,

until she fell

through her

Remington would subject her to the

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