LittleNovelChapter 2398 Lindsays expression darkened.
As the servant approached with a tray of breakfast, she dismissed her with a wave, her gaze locked on Robin.
The conversation they were about to have was not for prying ears.
Robin, unsettled by her silence, pressed her further Are you going to handle this or not? If not, Im off back to Osemery Lindsay paused, her determination visible.
Just a little more time, she replied, her voice firm.
She wasnt ready to give up her pursuit of Matthew just yet.
Robin grabbed a sandwich, but as he did, he pulled at his wound and winced, cursing under his breath.
Lindsay, I really think you should rethink your strategy.
He groaned, the pain lending urgency to his voice.
Secure whatever financial benefits you can from Matthew now.
If you keep waiting and he remembers everything, what position will that leave you in? With those words, he stood and retreated to his room, frustration in his steps.
Provoked by Robins blunt advice, Lindsay felt a surge of resolve.
She picked up the phone, her voice low and threatening.
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Stella had recently tasked Doreen with helping Dexter unravel the secrets behind the warehouse fire. Doreen, ever so enthusiastic, had fully immersed herself in the investigation.
Balancing her sturesponsibilities, she kept in close contact with Dexter, eager to meet him more.
As the workday drew to a close, Doreen gathered her things and prepared to meet Dexter as she did most nights recently.
But as she stepped out of the office, she froze.
Standing a few feet away was her mother, Phillis Cooper.
Her appearance was a familiar, yet painful sight.
Her clothes, washed to the point of fading, hung loosely on her thin frame.
Her hair, though neatly combed, was streaked with gray, and her face bore the wear of years spent under relentless strain.
It made her look older than she truly was.
At first, Phillis seemed pleasantly surprised to see Doreen.
Then, as if realizing her own appearance, she lowered her head, a flush of embarrassment coloring her cheeks.
Doreen hurried to her, but her concern turned to alarm when she noticed a faint red imprint on her mothers cheek.
She didnt need to ask.
Her father had hit her again.
Her anger surged like a brewing storm, and without thinking, she grabbed Phillis, ready to march off and confront her father.
But her mother pulled her back.
Doreen, no.
Leave it.
Just... can you helpwith smoney? Doreen frowned.
Money? She had just received her paycheck a few days ago, and she had already sent Phillis a portion of it.
Did he gamble all the money away? Is that why he hit you? Phillis hesitated, and then sighed, her gaze darting away.
Dont ask, Doreen.
Please.
I just need three thousand.
Thats all.
The plea stabbed at Doreens heart.
She genuinely didnt have that kind of money on her.
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Cstay with me.
You shouldnt have to put up with him anymore. Phillis lis Lips curved into a sad smile, and she shook her head. I cant disrupt your life.
Ive learned to Live with it.
As long as youre doing well, thats all that matters.
I shouldnt have even cto you today.
With that, she turned to leave, but the sight of her retreating figure was too much for Doreen to bear. Wait! Doreen fumbled for her phone, trying Stellas number first to see if she could help.
But no answer.
Then she dialed Alissa.
Another dead end.
In a moment of hesitation, she did something shed never thought shed do-she called Dexter.
The words felt heavy in her throat as she asked, Dexter, I have an emergency.
Can you lendthree thousand? The seconds felt like hours, but when the call ended, the transfer notification arrived almost instantly. Relief washed over Doreen.
She forwarded the money to her mother, and then took a deep breath.
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