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Daxton slowly made his way to a nearby chair, sitting down with an almost casual air, though his eyes briefly
lingered on his arm where the wound had reopened, blood seeping through the bandage.
He shrugged it off. “Let’s stop with the pointless talk. We've both spilled blood—neither of us is better than the
other.”
He paused, his gaze sharpening. “You know what | hate most about you, Kristopher? It's how we're the same, yet
you carry yourself like you're above it all. You weren't always the saint you pretend to be. It was you who caused
your sister's death.”
At those words, Kristopher kicked out. If his punches earlier were a mere fraction of his power, this kick was pure
force. It sent a bench sliding across the floor, carving a deep scratch in its wake.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDaxton winced as pain shot through his chest—maybe a rib was broken—but he still managed a smirk. “What's
this? Feeling guilty? Looks like the truth you've been hiding so hard is slipping out.”
His eyes were filled with a fiery intensity as he continued, “If you hadn't cut ties with my family years ago, |
wouldn't have gone abroad to study. Carrie and | could have been together by now. | knew her long before you
even crossed her path. Kristopher, both of us cfrom dark places. We're both drawn to someone like Carrie,
whose brilliance is impossible to ignore. But you had her and took her for granted. If you and she ever find
yourselves at odds, don’t say | didn’t warn you—I'll make sure she ends up back with me.”
Kristopher scoffed. “Don’t try to dragdown to your level. No matter how complicated my past is, I'll never let
Carrie be affected by it. I'll always make sure she’s safe from that world.”
Kristopher stood, his back to the light, his face half-hidden in the shadows, making his features seem even more
intense.
Daxton scoffed, the sound of his laugh only adding to his pain. He winced but pressed on. “But you're the one
who hurts her the most, you know. You keep doing it for Lise. What does that wicked woman have over you that
you're willing to go this far to protect her?”
Kristopher’s gaze turned cold as he looked down at him. “That's none of your concern.”
“Sthings are better left untouched. Keep asking, and I'll make sure your whole family finds its way to hell.”
The nurse, who had left earlier, rushed back in, her eyes widening at the sight of Daxton drenched in blood. “Oh
my goodness, what happened?”
Daxton’s strength finally gave out, his vision fading to black as he crumpled to the floor in a heap.
Kristopher cast a final, cold glance at the scene before turning on his heel and heading toward the hospital
entrance. As he stepped outside, he pulled out his phone and sent a voice message to Carrie. “I've sent him
home. Do you want anything for a late-night snack?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCarrie returned hto find the house spotless, with no trace of anyone having been there. The maid had
clearly gone to bed. She turned to glance at Oliver, who quickly lowered his gaze, his posture tense. His guilty
expression was impossible to miss.
“Mrs. Norris, it's getting late. I'll head hnow,” he stammered before hurrying out the door.
Carrie watched as Oliver got into his car and sped off, his taillights vanishing into the night. She didn’t bother
calling Camille to confirm anything. She wasn’t naive—this was just Kristopher’s signature bait-and-switch tactic.
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