Chapter <b>249 </b>A Door Closed
When Natalie finished speaking, she had the guards remove them without hesitation<b>. </b>
Quincy tried to cling on, but Baron cut her off coldly. “Quincy, you’d better hurry back to Ocean City. Maybe you haven’t heard–your precious daughter Sharon has been exposed Thanks to your ‘good son–inw‘ Jensen, she’s been granted medical <b>parole</b>. Word is, the reason is mental illness. If you don’t go back soon, you might not <b>see </b><b>her </b>sane <b>again</b><b>.” </b>
“What did you say?”
Quincy froze in shock.
Jordan pulled out his phone and quickly searched thetest headlines. They had <b>spent </b>all their time in the countryside chasing clues about the baby switch and hadn’t kept up with the news.
When he saw Sharon’s scandals stered all over the inte, his vision–went ck. He copsed on the spot.
“Jordan!” Quincy shrieked in terror.
Natalie frowned, exasperated, and ordered the guards to get him to a hospital. But before they could move, Quincy staggered–and fell too, unconscious.
The guards nced at each other, speechless.
Natalie’s brows knitted together.
Baron bent close to her ear and murmured, “Look at her sleeve. Do you see the powder there?”
Natalie followed his gaze. Indeed, a faint dusting of white clung to Quincy’s cuff.
Her eyes narrowed. “What is that?”
“Something that knocks you out fast,” Baron said grimly. His sharp senses caught a trace <b>of </b>sedative on the breeze.
Natalie’s face turned hard. “So even now<i>, </i>she’s scheming against me?”
Her voice was low but pointed enough for Quincy to hear.
“Pass out here, get carried inside, y on my guilt, <b>stay </b>in this house long enough <b>to </b><b>worm </b>her
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Chapter 249 A Door Closed
Quincyy still, but Baron caught the subtle flicker of her eyelids.
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“Don’t bother with her,” he said coldly. “Any bond you once had is gone. If it weren’t for her indulgence, Sharon would never have dared set you on fire. The fact you didn’t burn Summers family to the ground is already mercy.”
He sped Natalie’s hand, finding her palm cold. On the surface she looked detached, but inside, he knew she still wavered.
His dislike for the Summers couple deepened.
“What are you waiting for? Throw them out,” Baron ordered icily.
The guards obeyed.
“Come,” he said, tugging her back toward the dining room. “Let’s eat. Don’t let people who don’t matter spoil your mood.”
The warmth of his hand wrapped around hers. The cold ache in her chest dissolved. With him here, she never felt abandoned.
“Alright. Dinner,” she answered softly, not sparing another nce for Quincy.
The guards dragged Quincy out. She cried out as she hit the ground, but no one turned back. The door shut firmly in her face.
Her tears fell harder. “Natalie… have you really cut us off?”
Memories of the gentle, obedient girl she had once raised filled her mind. Regret wed her heart raw.
Her phone rang. An unfamiliar number lit the screen. She hesitated, then answered.
“Mom! Save me! Please, save me! They’re going to kill me!” Sharon’s shrill, desperate voice screamed down the line.
Quincy’s lips parted–but the memory of her daughter poisoning her shed like a knife. Sharon, who had once plotted her own mother’s death, was begging for rescue?
Her hand trembled. She cut the call. Powered <i>off </i>the phone. <fnf> Readplete version only at find?novel</fnf>
Then she rose slowly, like an empty shell, and walked toward the hospital where Jordan had been taken. Her shoulders shook with silent sobs, tears streaming endlessly down her face.
<b>9:49 Tue</b><b>, </b><b>Sep </b><b>30 </b>
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