Chapter 353
“Also… the evidence recovered from Mrs. Bridges’ remains hasn’t yielded anything solid. There are too many inconsistencies with the case, so it’s not enough to warrant suspicion right now p>
A glacial frost overtook Jarred’s dark eyes. An oppressive, terrifying aura exploded from him, instantly plunging the car’s temperature.
He slammed the laptop shut, his voice devoid of any emotion. “Give me a solution p>
The lead attorney immediately stepped forward, handing over a meticulously organized stack of files.
“Mr. Sterling, we’ve reviewed the case files. Our strongest angle right now is the informant’s statement.
There are several loopholes in their testimony. Additionally, based on our intel,
Ms. Carlyle has consistently maintained her innocence. She insists she had no idea the evidence provided by the informant was fabricated.
If we can substantiate that, combined with her current critical health condition, the odds of securing a medical release are very high p>
The lawyer passed the remaining documents over. “These are all the necessary legal forms and applications. Everything is prepped.
Say the word, and I’ll file them immediately p>
“Process it. Get it done now,” Jarred ordered without a second of hesitation. “Drive p>
Declan paused for a split second before snapping into action, signaling Barrett to pull out.
Jarred held significant clout in the force.
Backed by the immense weight of The Sterlings and the impressive track record he’d built over the years, even with someone powerful applying pressure from the top, he still had ways to secure a meeting with an unconvicted detainee.
Once the paperwork was submitted, the red tape cleared faster than he expected.
Celeste was practically carried out by two female officers.
Her face was ashen, her lips chapped and peeling. Her eyes were sunken, and she looked like she had lost ten pounds overnight.
But the most horrifying sight was her leg.
She couldn’t put any weight on it whatsoever, relying entirely on the officers just to drag her forward.
With every agonizing inch, raw pain twisted her delicate features.
Jarred’s jaw tightened, his hands gripping the partition wall so hard his knuckles turned white.
“Celeste p>
They settled her into the chair on the opposite side of the barrier.
The moment the officers stepped back, it was as if she lost all her strength.
She slumped against the chair, taking several seconds just to lift her head.
The second she recognized the man sitting across from her, tears flooded her eyes.
“Jarred Her voice was a broken, raspy whisper. “I… I thought you abandoned me too p>
Jarred’s Adam’s apple bobbed. His voice was incredibly soft. “Don’t cry. I’m here I’m getting you out of here.
“I was framed… Jarred, I swear I didn’t break the law Celeste wailed in despair.
Before she could finish her sentence, her eyes rolled back and she passed out.
“Get her to the hospital p>
Capital Hospital.
Two agonizing hours later, the operating room doors finally swung open.
The lead surgeon pulled down his mask, his expression grim.
Jarred strode over. The doctor met his gaze and let out a heavy sigh.
“The patient has fractured tibias in both legs, accompanied by severe soft tissue damage and infection.
Because she didn’t receive any proper splinting or antibiotics immediately after the injury, the infection has now spread to the periosteum p>
The doctor paused, his tone dropping: “She missed the critical window for treatment These legs. we can’t save them.
She is facing permanent disability. Her mobility will be severely and irreversibly compromised p>
Jarred stood frozen, enveloped in a suffocating silence.
He didn’t say a word, merely lowering his eyes.
His deep gaze remained cold and unreadable. There was no explosive rage, just an eerie, terrifying stillness.