Chapter 865:

With a heavy heart, Kallie nodded solemnly and settled into the passenger seat of Clayton’s car, her anxiety mounting with each mile. As they drove, Kallie’s mind conjured up a myriad of dire scenarios, yet none could match the harsh reality of Brysen’s condition.

Covered in bruises, Brysen’s face was marred by scratches, transforming her once delicate features into a jarring, almost unrecognizable state. At the sight of anyone, Brysen would erupt into screams and tears, her voice lost to her trauma.

For Kallie, Brysen was more than a subordinate. She was like family, a sister in all but blood. The sight of Brysen suffering shattered Kallie’s heart.

Gently, Kallie took Brysen’s hand, her voice soft and soothing.

“Brysen,” she murmured, trying to pierce the veil of Brysen’s pain.

“It’s okay. It’s me. I’m here. You’re not alone.”

was visceral, her body wracked with sobs and

IV was taped to Brysen’s wrist, and fearing Brysen would disrupt it and worsen her condition, Kallie held Brysen’s hand firmly yet tenderly, her other hand stroking Brysen’s

safe now.

bit down hard on Kallie’s hand in

his gaze hardening as he witnessed Brysen’s attack. Anger flashed across his features as he

personnel swept into the room, swiftly restraining Brysen and injecting a sedative into

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watched, tears streaming down her face as Brysen’s expression twisted into one of pain

around Kallie, his voice laced with

stable right now. It’s critical you keep your distance for now. And look at your hand. It’s seriously injured. Come on. Let’s get you

the blood that seeped from her wound, coloring

sedative taking effect, Brysen’s agitated sobs had

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