Chapter 252

Laverne stepped out from Yuna’s hospital room, scanning the surroundings to find Chuck still waiting at the end of the hallway. With a kind wave of her hand, Chuck hustled over immediately.

“Ma’am, is everything taken care of?” he asked.

Laverne nodded, her voice weary, “Yes, it’s done. Take me home, please.”

Chuck noticed her swollen eyes, and knew without asking that she had been crying. Yuna’s hysterical cries from inside the room had echoed on the hallway, but her voice was so shrill and laced with sobs that Chuck couldn’t make out what she was saying.

Glancing at Laverne hesitantly, he asked, “Ma’am, did Ms. Yuna pick a fight with you? Should we inform Mr. Winston?”

A mix of regret and heartbreak crossed Laverne’s face as she waved her hand dismissively, sighing, “No need, she’ll tell Frederick herself in a couple of days”

Seeing no reason to pry further, Chuck guided Laverne into the elevator.

inside the

screaming, venting her frustrations and fears. Her hair was a disheveled mess, covering hatt der face, and her eyes were furious red. Unshed tears

this state, she looked more

searched for her phone. She finally found it under the bed, but her fear kept

I need to call… Hammond, Hammond

nervously dialed Hammond’s number at the Winston Mansion. He picked up quickly, and Yuna’s voice broke as she tried to explain her situation. “What do I do… Laverne knows! She knows everything… she’ll tell Frederick, I’ll die, I’ll really die… you have to help me! You said you would help me.” Yuna’s words were jumbled, illogical, but Hammond

terrified of missing any crucial detail. But when Hammond laid out his

chuckled, a sound that

or twice, do you need me to

“But…”

“Yuna!”

Yuna, his voice full of

Mr. Powell thinks highly of you. Do you

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