Chapter 502
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A warning slipped from Yolanda’s lips, barely louder than a breath. “Whoever’s behind this might be watching us right now. Charging forward to help Katie could ruin the entire Dawson family.”
Anger boiled in Brendon’s chest. “So what am I supposed to do? Just stand back and watch my sister get humiliated?”
Just as he was about to move, Yolanda tightened her grip on his arm, holding him in place. She shook her head, her eyes teary. “Sometimes you have to pick your battles, Brendon. Don’t throw everything away for a single moment.”
Reluctance etched across his features, Brendon held himself back. His fists stayed clenched and his jaw set with frustration.
Quiet hung over the private hospital room.
As soon as the door swung open from the outside, Brendon burst forward, eyes filled with concern. “Katie, tell me who did this to you,” he asked, his voice thick with emotion.
Tears ran down Katie’s cheeks as she whimpered, “Brendon, my knees hurt so much…”
Every word tore at Brendon’s heart. All he wanted was to find the person responsible and make them pay. He dabbed away her tears, his voice soft. “I’ll call the doctor to treat your wounds. Just tell me who bullied you, and I’ll make them pay.”
A shudder ran through Katie. Fear knotted her words. “Brendon…”
He caught her hesitation and asked gently, “Why are you so scared? Who was it?”
Broken sobs spilled out as Katie whispered the truth, “It was Dylan Scott. We can’t fight someone like him.”
Both Brendon and Yolanda gasped in disbelief.
Panic edged into Brendon’s voice. “How did you end up crossing Mr. Scott?” If Dylan made up his mind to ruin the Dawson family, every paper in the city would be screaming about their downfall by morning. Going up against the Scott family right now felt as useless as showing up to a battlefield with nothing but a kitchen knife.
Twisting the truth with every word, Katie painted Christina as the villain while recounting the ordeal. “I was convinced I’d catch Christina and her sugar daddy, but the reality was completely different. There’s no lecherous old man, only Mr. Scott. And she turned out to be a caregiver for the Scott family. Still…”
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“Mr. Scott came to her defense and humiliated me for her.”
Red-rimmed eyes fixed on Brendon, Katie filled her voice with grievance. “Brendon, I just wanted to confirm my suspicion of her being a kept woman…”
Dark clouds crossed Brendon’s face as he processed the news. Christina worked for the Scotts and somehow earned Dylan’s support? The thought left him reeling. A bitter realization struck him—Christina had become shrewder than he ever imagined. She worked for the Scott family to get closer to Dylan. Was it a ploy just to get back at him?
Curiosity piqued, Yolanda interjected, “What about the video you recorded?”
A quiet, defeated tone crept into Katie’s answer. “It was erased. If I’d kept it, the Dawson family would be ruined by tomorrow morning.”
Yolanda reached over, offering comfort. “You’ve endured much, Katie, all for the Dawson family’s sake. Just look at your poor knees.”
Tears shimmered as Katie soaked in the sympathy. “Yolanda, you’re always so kind. That snake Christina just set me up. It had to be intentional, leading me to offend Mr. Scott like that!”
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