Chapter 279

Haley had already gone upstairs.

"Ma'am, I think Mr. McNeil is here," she called out.

Haley always referred to Simms as "Mr. Turner," but to McNeil, she used "Mr. McNeil."

Victoria nodded. "Let him in."

This was a quiet neighborhood of villas, not just the Turners' home but several other families lived nearby. Victoria had no intention of disturbing the peace.

With permission, Haley headed out to open the door.

McNeil's car was already parked out front. He was just about to get out when his phone rang.

"Mr. Langford, Ms. Marchand just got out of the car..."

McNeil's tone was even. "Are you there?"

"No, sir," the driver replied. "She insisted on getting out, and I couldn't stop her. Honestly, it's not a safe area..."

McNeil's brows drew together. "Where exactly?"

The driver gave him the address.

stood on the second-floor balcony,

already crossing the front

spun around and

reached the gate before McNeil's car roared

"...?"

left

window as the car shot down the street,

to guess, something must have happened

back into place, showing no reaction to McNeil's abrupt arrival

drive straight to

wail of police sirens echoed. Soon after, he saw someone being escorted into a squad

McNeil approached, he spotted Violet crouched

slipped off his suit jacket

looked up

"McNeil..."

moment, all she wanted was to collapse in his arms and

him her vulnerability. Leaning

doing here?" she managed, her voice betraying a

her and lifted her into his arms, carrying her

an hour later, Victoria was still waiting. McNeil's car never returned. Finally, she called

Ms. Marchand... there was an incident. I don't think Mr.

guessed. Victoria's face remained composed.

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