Jeffrey hadn't set foot in the hospital, so he had no idea if the child was dead or alive. He also didn’t know if Paige had tried to call again because his phone lay in pieces.

The grand living room of his villa was a disaster zone - shattered vases and trinkets littered the floor, mingling with splatters of blood. It was a scene straight out of a horror flick.

When Huxley and Paloma arrived, they were greeted by this chaos.

Karen couldn't find Jeffrey the night before and hadn't called them but had shot them a text instead, thinking they'd call back if they saw it upon waking.

But when Paloma tried returning the call in the morning, Karen didn't pick up.

Sensing something was amiss, Paloma quickly grabbed her husband, and they rushed to check on their son.

rushing over to clutch his wounded hand. "Did you and Karen have a fight? This... this is extreme, honey! Turner, call the doctor,

his hand away, acting as if the wound

barely clotted, began to seep out

mother!" Paloma guessed it had to do with Karen, especially since Karen was nowhere to be seen. It must have been a fight, but this was beyond any normal quarrel. "Tell me what happened. Why didn't you come home last night? Karen's message said she was worried sick about you." "l didn't know she'd be out all night looking for me..." "So, she got mad at you?"

about to breathe a sigh of relief when he said, "Karen broke up with me." Paloma was at

slightly, "What on earth did you do? Sweetheart, people say mean things when they argue. I'l talk to Karen, and everything will

the roles were reversed, Jeffrey

he couldn't muster the courage to chase after Karen,

is a good girl, and she's reasonable. She wouldn't really

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