Chapter 1929
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But before he could breathe out a word of gratitude, Lucas’ tone shifted, sharp as a blade.
“But the fact that you stood there, doing nothing while someone’s life was hanging by a thread—do you have any idea how enraged that makes me? From this moment on, I don’t want to see you or your family in Owathe.” His gaze lifted casually, but his eyes burned with quiet menace as he fixed them on Lennon. “Do you understand me?”
The words struck Lennon like a thunderclap.
His face turned ashen, his voice breaking into a violent tremor. “Mr. Clark…”
There was a pause. Then, panic swallowed him whole, his expression twisting into raw desperation. “I was wrong, I swear! I wasn’t thinking clearly at the time! Please, just this once—show me some mercy. I promise, you’ll never have to see me again.”
Lucas didn’t even acknowledge his words. He simply handed him the five-million-dollar check, then raised his hand in a wordless signal.
Gordon caught it instantly, stepping forward to seize Lennon and drag him toward the door.
“Mr. Clark! Have mercy! I truly know I was wrong!” Lennon’s cries echoed down the corridor as he was hauled away. His voice faded until silence swallowed it whole.
No one spared him the slightest pity.
Lucas’ expression remained dark.
His gaze fell to the laptop resting on the coffee table. With a steady hand, he pressed play again.
The video began to roll once more, frame by frame, replaying the moment Belinda was shoved down the slope.
Lucas’ eyes locked on the figure who had pushed Belinda in the footage. His jaw clenched, teeth grinding together, as anger, guilt, and dread twisted deep inside him.
He had never wanted to believe it—the one who had pushed Belinda on that day was his own niece.
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Even after uncovering Faye’s true parentage, even knowing she carried feelings for him, he had still held onto the hope that she wasn’t the one who had tried to kill Belinda.
But now, the truth was laid bare before him. The evidence left no room for doubt.
The first time he had seen this video, it had nearly broken him. He really didn’t know how to deal with this matter.
But there was one thing he was certain of: anyone who dared harm Belinda—anyone who laid a hand on her—would pay a steep price.
Lucas’ breath grew heavy. His gaze hardened, sharpening into something cold and resolute.
In the Cardiac Surgery Department of the Grand Plains General Hospital.
A nurse stepped into the office and approached Belinda. She informed her that someone was waiting outside.
“Alright, thank you,” Belinda replied with a warm smile.
She rose from her chair and headed for the door.
The instant she saw the person standing there, her eyes flickered.
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