Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 864:

“Is that so? What tactics did you employ?”

Neal flashed a sly, secretive smile.

“Come with me, Mr. Morgan, and I’ll show you exactly what I mean.”

Led by Neal, Clayton followed to a desolate factory at the town’s fringe. Upon opening the door, the dismal sight of Brysen met them. Clayton instinctively grimaced, his hand flying to cover his nose, his eyes widening in astonishment.

“Brysen, with her gentle demeanor and striking features… Did you ever hesitate to treat her so harshly?”

Neal affirmed his commitment with fiery determination.

“My commitment is to you, Mr. Morgan.”

a hindrance to your schemes. That

was steeped in venom, the softness he once held for Brysen now replaced with bitter

Clayton’s chuckle echoed faintly, dark

nature will serve us well. Keep it

with an enthusiastic nod,

sleepless night. As the hours ticked by and the 24-hour mark approached, her resolve hardened, and she

the relatively small area, there remained no trace of Brysen. Clayton had suggested they escalate the matter to the county chief, but Kallie had firmly refused. She was committed to her role in poverty alleviation and improving the lives of local children. She didn’t want to

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the police, Clayton appeared at her door, his face etched with deep lines of distress and his posture slumped from the weight of bad news. The air seemed to thicken with his somber energy as he stepped inside. Kallie’s stomach

out, “Did you

gave a slow, heavy

voice a low rumble of

beat, her voice barely

tell me Brysen hasn’t really

sighed, his gaze steady as he