Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1201:

Kallie’s gaze swept over the crowd. It was exactly as she had predicted. Only a fraction of the people gathered were actual victims’ families. The rest were opportunistic onlookers, reporters hungry for a headline, and influencers chasing their next viral moment. She could see through it all. Yet, even knowing some had come only to stir trouble, the reality of the grieving families cut her deeply.

The silence didn’t last. Soon, voices rose again, louder and angrier.

A few people surged forward, their faces contorted with rage. One particularly agitated man lunged toward Kallie, his hand outstretched as if to grab her by the collar.

Before he could get close, Kallie’s bodyguards stepped in, forming a solid wall between Kallie and the furious crowd.

Kallie’s assistant, unable to hold back any longer, raised her voice.

“Everyone, please! Can we calm down? Miss Nixon has come here herself to address the issues. She’s here to help!” But her words did little to soothe the anguish of the families.

middle-aged woman’s voice pierced

a bright future ahead of him, and now it’s gone. What could you possibly say to make this right? I don’t

she collapsed into bitter sobs, her

absorb her pain, their cries swelling in unison. Onlookers who had come out of

her eyes,

this! Now you’ve accepted the money and

trembling with raw grief. It was clear she had no intention of answering. She clung

her assistant, her

more bodyguards. There’s no point in explaining further. I didn’t come here to apologize

for a moment, startled by Kallie’s calm demeanor. Despite the chaos,

assistant nodded, her own panic subsiding. She quickly stepped

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as my assistant just explained, we have already