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Was Moses out of his mind?
How dare he wear that?
“He clearly doesn’t want to be part of the Fletcher family anymore!”
Leandro’s eyes burned with rage as he turned to the bodyguards stationed on either side.
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“What the hell are you all standing around for? Get him! Whoever brings him down gets a hefty reward!”
After all, great rewards bring out brave men.
Jasper had to be taken down today.
The family law had to be enforced.
But to Leandro’s shock, the normally obedient, well–trained guards didn’t move a muscle.
He froze, staring around in disbelief.
“Are you all deaf?!”
Still, none of them so much as twitched.
That was when Jasper finally spoke.
“Eyes on the house. Since they don’t want to move, make sure they stay inside.”
“Yes, sir!” came the thunderous reply in perfect unison.
The sound hit like a cannon blast.
The hearts of everyone else felt like they’d been plunged into scalding oil.
What the hell did that mean?
They were being locked in? Detained?
Before anyone could react, the bodyguards moved in.
Their tone remained respectful.
“Everyone, please return to your rooms.”
People stared in stunned silence.
The guards spoke again.
“Please go back.”
Still, no one moved.
There would be no third warning.
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The guards stepped in and took action.
“Hey! What the hell are you doing? Let go of me!” Moses shouted as he was dragged inside without the slightest hesitation…
Leandro was pinned down next. His face turned red and his veins bulged with fury.
“What do you think you’re doing?! You’re all out of line!”
The guards ignored his ranting, secured him, and dragged him back into the house.
Gordon and Ryan, sensing the shift in power, quietly returned on their own.
The door slammed shut,
Leandro’s shouting was instantly silenced.
Jack dusted off his hands.
“Gotta say, the night view looks better than usual tonight. Funny, I never noticed how beautiful this courtyard was until it was about to be torn down.”
He paused for a moment as the shouting inside began to fade.
Jack smiled wider.
“By the way, Jasper, how’s your back? I told you not to keep pushing through it. You should’ve let Pixel take a look. If you’re too shy to say anything, I’ve still got that photo of your injury. Want me to send it over for a remote diagnosis?”
He started fiddling with his phone.
“You’re way too reserved. I think Pixel’s great–we shouldn’t treat him like an outsider, don’t you think?”
He wasn’t expecting Jasper to respond.
But Jasper nodded and gave a quiet “Mm.”
Jack’s hand jerked mid–swipe.
He looked up, stunned.
The next morning, Scarlett woke up to two major bombshells.
The first was that the Kramer family had abruptly announced they were cutting all project ties with the Fletcher family and signing a new agreement with the Lane family.
The penalty fees were steep enough to draw massive media attention.
But since she’d already prepared herself for it, she wasn’t all that shocked.
What truly rattled her was the second piece of news.
At around 4 a.m., Jack had sent her a photo.
She thought it was another one of his weird memes. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Fɪndηovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access s of novels early and in the highest quality.
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But when she opened it, it turned out to be a photo of someone’s injured back.
Two vicious lash marks cut across the skin.
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The one on the left was especially bad–torn flesh, exposed tissue, and white pus. It was clearly infected .
This couldn’t be ignored any longer. Treatment was urgent.
If sweat or bacteria from clothing got into it, it could casily turn fatal.
She quickly messaged Jack back.
“Is this you? Or a friend? Get to a hospital now. This is serious–it could kill you.”
Jack, who usually spent his days sleeping off wild nights, replied instantly.
He sent her a location pin.
“Then come save me.”
Scarlett blinked, stunned.
Seriously? Just like that?
She was a med student, not a doctor yet.
Even in emergencies, they should be calling a professional, right?
She hesitated for a moment, then messaged again to confirm.
“Is there a reason someone else can’t treat this? ”
Jack responded immediately.
“Yes. It needs to stay secret. Hurry.”
Scarlett didn’t dare waste time. She rushed out to buy the necessary supplies, swapped to a larger backpack so she could also pack a few self–defense tools, and headed out.
Before leaving, she called Taylor to send two bodyguards to escort her.
But not long after she was gone, Wendy showed up at the house.
Sophia was surprised by the unexpected visit.
After all, the Yale family was full of professors and carried a reputation of intellectual prestige
More importantly, Wendy’s father was Scarlett’s university president.
That kind of connection couldn’t be taken lightly. Even if Sophia ruled the universe, she usull have to show deference to a teacher.
But Wendy wasn’t the type to act spoiled by status. If anything, she was even more polite than usual.
“I came today to speak with Ms. Lane,” she said kindly. “If it’s not too much trouble, could you tell me where
she went?”
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