The Billionaire's Unexpected Proposal by Samantha

Chapter 177

Rayna's hands tightened around the steering wheel as she drove to the Quinns' house, her mind racing with an unstoppable rage.

The thought of confronting Sandra made her pulse quicken, and she pictured the countless ways she'd transfer her frustration and anger onto her. She couldn't let Sandra get away with what she had almost done to her and what she did to Ethan. As far as she was concerned, this had nothing to do with Evelyn. This had been a personal attack on her, and she was going to handle it personally and not wait for Evelyn and Derek to punish Sandra.

She wasn't going to wait until

t until morning, either

to handle either. She

Sandra.

She didn't have the patience to wait like they did didn't care that it was late in the night. She was going to barge in there and give Sandra the beating of her life instead of waiting with a stomach coiled with dread while Ethan was being operated on.

After she was done with Sandra, Derek and Evelyn could have her arrested and taken to prison, looking like an accident victim for all she cared.

But as she neared the the Quinn house, she spotted something unexpected: an ambulance parked at the curb, its lights flashing against the night, illuminating the manicured lawn in bursts of red and blue. Paramedics were loading a stretcher into the vehicle, and Eric was following closely with a worried expression on his face.

Rayna strained to see who it was. Her stomach dropped as the paramedics closed the doors behind Eric, and the ambulance pulled away from the house, sirens blaring.

to do

She contemplated going after the

now that she couldn't confront Sandra, Rayna sat there, unmoving, watching the ambulance grow smaller down the road, her mind churning with unanswered questions. after the ambulance or calling Evelyn to let her know that something seemed to be wrong at home, but

the doctor say? Is he

yet, but they said he will be

I

my way back now," she said as she quickly reversed the car. She wanted to be

first. Otherwise, she was going to pull out all the hair

of the Quinns house swung open, and Sandra stumbled

red, her face pale, and her hair was disheveled as if she'd just woken from a nightmare. Without shoes or a coat, Sandra dashed barefoot down the driveway with only her phone in hand, and her thoughts locked solely

could never imagine hurting her mother physically for whatever reason. Her mother was all the family she had, and no matter how ambitious she was, she wanted her mother with her all the way by her side. As Sandra hurried I down the road barefooted, hoping to catch a cab to go to the hospital, the phone in her hand rang once again, and

damned phone that had made her mother fall and hurt herself. And for all she knew, her mother could die from bleeding so

else right now. All she

Sandra

waved frantically at an approaching cab so she could catch up with the ambulance. Once she got into the cab and gave him directions

the ambulance, San Sandra clasped both hands I both hands together as tears ran

her to be. Away from there, Derek's impatience grew with every passing second as he glanced at his watch and then back at the hitman, who was becoming equally agitated. ach silence longer

The room was tense,

in a separate room from Michael because she didn't want to see him, and Derek didn't want Michael anywhere near her either, sat ready, her hair and makeup meticulously done for the ruse they'd planned. Her clothes had been roughened up with red stains like blood on them, and she looked like she had

Evelyn's

muttered a frustrated curse under his breath. "Still not connecting," he announced, his voice filled with irritation. heard

the

said, standing up and pacing. "If Sandra isn't answering, something's wrong. Maybe she suspects something... or maybe something's happened. I don't think she slept off.

waiting to hear about