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.

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

in difficult situations for his own sake, did he ever

turn, he

to make Haynes choose between

Haynes

see what's more important: his mother or getting revenge for his

her for

evasion. After a while, Haynes

stopped expecting anything from Haynes years ago. Let him believe whatever he wanted—she

"Bring the medicine,

Stella nodded. "Deal."

away in a hard-to-find alley. The shop was old and shabby, its sign faded

entered, the pungent aroma

hair sat behind the counter, peering through his

approached him quietly. "Mr. Burton,"

are you? I told you last time, that was the last

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