Chapter 95

She wouldn't have come here alone to face him without a plan. Stella stopped cold, her face a mask of calm as she met the gaze of the towering man before her. When she spoke, her voice didn't waver.

"If you agree to let Abby go, I can give you the medicine Deanna needs," she stated firmly.

Haynes stopped in his tracks, his eyes cold as ice as he turned sharply to face her. "So, you really do have the medicine my mother needs," he said, his voice laced with suspicion.

Stella shrugged off his attitude with ease. "Mr. O'Brien, you've always been the devoted son. Surely, you wouldn't stand by and watch Deanna suffer from her headaches without doing something about it?"

"Stella, you're becoming quite the negotiator," Haynes replied, a bitter edge to his words.

Stella offered a faint smile. "There's a time for emotions, and a time for

negotiations. Mr. O'Brien, you didn't let Abby go just because she's my friend, did you?"

"I'm simply following your example, practicing the same tough love. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Human nature, after all, is hypocritical.

blows don't land on one's own body, the pain is

for his own sake, did he ever stop to think about how she

his turn, he

Haynes choose between two things, didn't

see Haynes

see what's more important: his mother or getting

at her for

a hint of evasion. After a while, Haynes

years ago. Let him believe whatever he wanted—she was done

Haynes finally said, "Bring the

Stella nodded. "Deal."

morning, Stella made her way to a small herbal shop tucked away in a hard-to-find alley. The shop was old and shabby, its sign faded and barely

soon as she entered, the pungent aroma of herbs enveloped

the counter, peering through his

him quietly. "Mr. Burton," she

"Here for more medicine, are you? I

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