Chapter 129

Eden was in her early twenties and had a surprising fierceness about her. Clara

kicked out, sending Eden stumbling to the side. Still unsatisfied, Eden reached for another vase on the cabinet.

"Why don't you just go to hell!"

Before she could bring the vase down, a voice cut through the tension.

"What are you doing?"

Eden froze, looking up to find Dylan in his wheelchair.

"Dylan!"

Wasn't he supposed to be at work?

Dylan's brow furrowed as he took in Clara clutching her injured palm. His voice turned a shade colder.

"What's going on here?"

Eden hurriedly set the vase down and rushed to his side.

"Dylan, why did you let this bitch into Palm Bay? Have you forgotten that your leg's like this because of her? She's the reason my brother lost his child. I hate her so much. Why doesn't she just kill herself!" Her words came out more frantic, anger flushing her face as she knelt before Dylan.

Dylan shifted slightly, clearly not keen on physical contact. "Who let you in?"

"I came on my own. Dylan, you can't stop me. Clara must pay for what she did to my brother's child."

Dylan's tone was icy as he instructed Aiden, who was standing nearby, "Show her out."

in shock, and after a moment, she

bodyguard was

shot Clara a venomous glare, stomped her foot in frustration,

demeanor towards Dylan seemed off. The way she looked at him wasn't how you'd look

her wounded palm to

taking her wrist to

asked, "Is

wasn't sure. But she could read the way women looked at men, and Eden's gaze towards Dylan was brimming with possessiveness. When Dylan appeared,

into the living room, and Clara followed slowly, feeling a

unease.

fetched a first aid kit

not one for raising kids, so someone else took her

someone was Ada,

tempted to ask

him. But this was a Ferguson family matter, Dylan's private affair, and not her

to her wound. Once he finished, he

curled her

leave soon.

out of pity or kindness, she knew she couldn't overstay her welcome. Quinn's miscarriage was so sudden, and she hadn't figured out a solution yet. If this kept up, the Ferguson family would surely push Clara out. She needed to expose Quinn's

she mulled over her next

"Go check the hospital."

looked up, instinctively murmuring,

was giving her a hint. She had to go to the hospital. Could there be surveillance footage? But

raced, conjuring another possibility. What if Quinn was never

words

tangled relationship with Quinn. He was

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