The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow by Helena R. Bates

Chapter 261

Judson's gaze faltered for a moment before he snapped back to reality and tightly embraced Nancy. "I can."

Not just Judson, but Michael and Ramona also breathed a sigh of relief.

Michael's eyes gleamed with resolve. "That's how it should be. How can we not fight back when we're bullied? Letting them off would be too easy."

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you outside," Nancy said, gently patting Judson on the back.

Judson nodded almost imperceptibly before releasing Nancy from his embrace. Nancy climbed off the bed, and in the next moment, Ramona linked arms with her.

Ramona blinked. "I'm scared."

"Don't be. It's all over now," Nancy reassured her, holding Ramona's hand as they walked out together.

Michael was taken aback. Even as Ramona and Nancy left, he still couldn't quite process what had happened.

"Judson, did I hear wrong? Did Ramona, of all people, just admit she was scared? She must be pretending. Does she want to be an actress now?" Michael asked incredulously.

Judson ignored him and walked over to where John lay unconscious.

The memory of kicking the door open and seeing John pinning Nancy down, even trying to kiss her, surged back, filling Judson with rage.

He drew his gun and fired at John.

sharp pain jolted John awake with

scream could fade, there

pierced

open in shock, unable to regain

rang out from

on your way? Piece by piece or should

pupils shrank in fear as he looked up to see Judson's menacing face, the gun aimed directly

seized his

please, let me

scared," Michael interrupted

ever think

at Judson, voice heavy with realization.

shackles. From

resist. They never intended to leave her a

the future head of the Iverson family and a

harm her. But Nancy was different. Malcolm and Sophie Iverson never planned for Nancy to

take advantage and then

was in a panic, as if his secrets had been exposed. He looked at Judson in desperation, terrified he would pull the

Sarah who insisted on killing Lena. None

could finish, the warmth

coldly, and pulled the trigger once