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Chapter 290:
Moments later, Laura was ushered out of Hillside Villa, her silhouette fading into the distance. Wyatt, observing her departure, murmured softly to Amelia, “I figured you would drag her straight to your father to confront him about your mother’s death p>
Amelia had initially intended to do just that, her heart set on confrontation. But Laura’s mention of the company’s troubles had changed her mind. Clutching the documents tightly, Amelia said in a cold voice, “There’s another matter to attend to first p>
At the Flynn family’s residence.
After leaving the Harvest Moon Restaurant, Ricky had been waiting for Jaxton’s update, his nerves frayed. But instead of hearing from Jaxton, he received the news that Amelia had been rescued. The revelation left him restless, his mind a storm of unease.
He had spent the previous night wide awake, haunted by the fear that Wyatt would come knocking with trouble. Only today, after nothing had happened, did he manage to breathe a little easier.
Janessa, already privy to the news of Amelia’s escape, silently cursed Jaxton’s incompetence. Yet, seeing the worry etched on Ricky’s face, she softened her tone, her words like honey. “Darling, perhaps Amelia has no clue you were behind this. You p>
𝘞𝖾 u𝗽𝘥at𝖾 𝗲𝘷еr𝗒 w𝗲еk 𝘰n.с𝗈𝘮
Her words were cut off by a sharp slap. Ricky’s hand flew across Janessa’s face, catching her off guard. She crumpled to the floor, stunned, the sting burning her cheek. Thinking it was Janessa who had advised him to do it, Ricky lashed out again, kicking her.
A piercing scream tore from Janessa’s lips as a warm trickle seeped from her abdomen, accompanied by searing cramps. “My belly… it hurts so much…” she gasped.
Ricky’s first instinct was to dismiss Janessa’s cries as theatrics, his eyes glinting with scorn. But then he saw the crimson stain blooming across her light blue silk dress, vivid and undeniable.
For a heartbeat, Ricky froze, then snatched his phone from the table. Wary of drawing unwanted attention, he opted not to rush Janessa to a hospital. Instead, he summoned the family doctor.
When Rooney Castro, the Flynn family’s doctor, stepped into the living room, the metallic scent of blood greeted him immediately. The sight before him was jarring, and he quickly directed the servants to lift Janessa onto a nearby sofa.
Janessa, nearly lost to the haze of pain, stirred at Rooney’s words. The phrase “lost the baby” pierced through her fog, snapping her eyes wide open. With a surge of desperate strength, she propped herself up, clutching Rooney’s sleeve, her gaze fierce as wildfire. “Save my child! If you can’t, I will make you pay p>
Ricky, who had been a statue of indifference, blanched at the mention of a miscarriage. His eyes, shadowed and grim, locked onto Rooney. “Check again. Are you certain she had a miscarriage p>
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