Chapter 762:
After browsing through the messages, she flagged down a taxi to head back to Remson Manor.
At Baythorn Military Hospital, Lindsay was temporarily released from prison due to Haleâs maneuvers.
âHale!â Lying on the hospital bed, Lindsay looked up at the man standing before her, his unreadable expression masking his thoughts, and asked, âWhen will I truly be free?â Her release was only for medical treatment, not an actual escape from prison.
Lindsay hastily added, âWe agreed that I would only be in prison for a few days⦠You havenât forgotten our agreement, have you?â
Confronted with Lindsayâs questions, Hale maintained a stoic expression, his voice calm yet detached.
âYouâll need to stay in prison a little longer.â
Lindsay responded coldly, âWait? Thatâs not what you promised! You said Iâd only be in for a few days, and then youâd secure my release⦠Whatâs going on? Canât you keep your word?â
Haleâs expression immediately turned grim.
Anyone who had ever spoken to him in such a manner had not fared well.
âMiss Morgan, is this how you address me?â
Lindsay hesitated, her confidence diminishing under Haleâs intense gaze.
Hale sneered, âDonât forget who has the power to free you from prison and who holds the cards here! You donât want to end up forgotten in a cell, do you?â
Seeing the anger on Haleâs face, Lindsay quickly explained, âThereâs been a misunderstanding.â
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âIâve been locked up for too long, and itâs taking a toll on my emotions. I didnât mean any disrespectâ¦â
Hale smirked.
âSave it.
Consider this your final warning.
Donât try to boss me around, or I wonât hesitate to deal with you!â
Lindsay, visibly shaken, nodded quickly and said, âI understand!â
But a crafty look flickered in her eyes. She knew she couldnât afford to alienate Hale at this moment, as he was her only way out. Yet, in the future⦠anyone who crossed her would regret it dearly.
Noticing Hale was still visibly upset, Lindsay looked away and tried to change the subject.
âYouâve gone to the trouble of getting me out this time. Is there somethingâ¦â
Before she could finish her question, Hale abruptly raised his hand and struck her across the right cheek. The slap echoed sharply through the room, leaving Lindsay in shock. She looked at him in disbelief.
Hale said casually, âDonât try to figure me out! I need allies who follow orders quietly.
Got it?â
Lindsay suppressed any further comments. She knelt on the hospital bed and said, âYes, I get it.â
Lindsay glanced at her calloused hands, feeling a wave of anger surge through her. Once, she had been the one commanding respect and obedience.
How had things come to this? It was all Harleeâs fault! If it werenât for Harlee, she would still have been the beloved daughter of the Morgan family, not a lowlife being struck by Hale! She blamed Harlee for her fall from grace, adding yet another grievance to her list against her.
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