Chapter 825

The reason the Updikes had called the police was that Valarie had seriously injured Zayn, and he was now in the emergency room, fighting for his life. Hearing this, Nyla felt a surge of anger. Someone like Zayn deserved it. She glanced at Brandon, who was lost in thought, and said softly, "Got it." "Thank you, Aunt Nyla," Brandon replied.

Nyla walked to the hospital room door and knocked gently. "Valarie, it's me. May I come in?"

There was no response. Just as she was about to ask again, a faint voice replied, "Come in."

With a sigh of relief, Nyla pushed open the door.

Inside the room, all the lights were on.

Valarie sat huddled on the hospital bed. Her small, frail figure was bathed in the harsh light, making her look even more lonely and lifeless.

Nyla's heart clenched as she slowly approached the bed and took a seat.

Valarie was hugging her knees, staring blankly into a corner of the room, lost in thought.

Gently, Nyla reached out and patted her on the back. "Valarie, it's over now. No one can hurt you again."

wrapped her arms

onto her shoulder, Nyla murmured, "Don't worry. I promise I'll make sure you get

tighter. She had almost been

softly patting her back. Once Valarie had calmed down,

tissue, wiped her

emergency room. Even if you

unease crossed Valarie's face as she asked,

if he died, she worried she'd

The Updikes brought in the most experienced doctors to

"That's good..." Valarie replied.

about him right now. The Updikes are claiming you tried to seduce Zayn, and in a fit of rage, attacked him when he refused. They're planning to sue you,

had just calmed

lost control

that. She scoffed. "The Updikes

off, so I brought a recorder with me My bag

smashed a vase over Zayn's head, and his blood was all over her, making her

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