Chapter 304
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Pamela arched an eyebrow. “Young? Isn’t she an adult?”
Calling a grown woman “young” to excuse her behavior felt almost laughable. Her family might indulge her forever, but outsiders wouldn’t just let such disrespect slide. This overt protection would only set her up for serious trouble in the future.
Brendon took a deep breath and then bowed his head respectfully. “My sister made a mistake, I’m asking for your forgiveness.” He tugged at Katie’s hand, urging her to follow his lead.
Katie’s pride flared, but the image of Yolanda—frail and ill—cut through her stubbornness. With a clenched jaw and lowered gaze, she finally spoke. “Ms. Welch, I was wrong. I apologize.”
Pamela had already made her judgment. From Katie’s temper to Brendon’s weak defense, nothing about them impressed her.
“Now that you’ve apologized,” she replied flatly, “you can leave if you have nothing more to say.”
“Ms. Welch, even if you can’t give me King’s contact information, could you at least point me in the right direction? I need to find King. My fiancée’s condition is critical. Please, do you have any idea where King might be?”
Brendon’s voice was steady, but the desperation in his eyes was evident. He didn’t back down, unwilling to leave without at least a hint.
“Even the smallest clue would mean more to me than you could imagine. I’d owe you for it.”
Pamela’s expression tightened. She shook her head slowly, her lips pressing into a thin line. “I don’t have his number. I don’t know where he lives,” she said flatly. “Please don’t make this difficult for me. All I can tell you is King seems to be a young man, or at least he appears that way. Always masked. No one’s ever seen his real face.”
She wasn’t certain of King’s gender—there weren’t any telling signs.
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Brendon leaned forward slightly, his voice growing more insistent as he asked, “Is King still at the hospital?”
“He just took off,” Pamela said, tossing out a lie to shake Brendon and Katie off. “If you hurry, though, you might still catch him.” The truth was, Calvin had left a while back, and King had already slipped away. The odds of Brendon and Katie finding King now were next to none.
“Thank you, Ms. Welch!” Brendon said quickly, his words almost tumbling out as he spun on his heel, already turning toward the door. “I’ll make sure to come back and thank you properly later.”
Katie let out a quiet scoff and strode out after him without a word.
Pamela watched Katie’s retreating back, her eyes turning cold. Katie’s entitled attitude was a disaster waiting to happen. She bet Katie would end up facing the consequences of her actions one day.
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