Chapter 212 Lines Crossed
After thinking it through, Susan realized- The Keene family absolutely had the ability to pull something like this off.
The thought made her chest tighten. “Madeline is insane,” she muttered under her breath.
Frantic, Susan rushed to find Ethan.
Ethan hadn’t slept either.
Between the shocking news about Stella and Abraham’s relationship, and everything happening with the Reed Group, he was barely holding it together.
When Susan found him and explained the situation, Ethan’s expression froze. “The entire medical team was pulled?” he repeated.
“Exactly! How could your mother do this? Lilian’s so sick. Is she trying to kill her?”
Hearing that Lilian’s expert team had been dismissed and the hospital was pushing for discharge by morning, a flash of anger crossed Ethan’s eyes.
He immediately called Madeline.
The line didn’t go through. He tried again–still nothing.
Finally, he called the house phone.
The housekeeper answered nervously. “Sir, it’s late… Madam is-”
“Wake her up,” Ethan said coldly, his voice sharp as a knife.
The housekeeper hesitated but had no choice. “Alright. I’ll get her.”
About ten minutes later, a groggy, irritated Madeline came on the line. “Ethan, are you crazy?!”
Dragging her out of bed in the middle of the night? What was wrong with him?
“Lilian’s medical team. You pulled them?” Ethan asked directly, his voice tight with
restraint.
“What?”
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“Are you insane?” Madeline snapped, furious.
“Mother–1”
“How much longer do you think she’s going to live anyway? What’s the point of wasting time and money on her?” Madeline barked, completely unfiltered.
She unleashed a tirade at Ethan, then hung up without another word.
Listening to the dead tone on the line, Ethan clenched his jaw and looked at Susan. “It wasn’t her.
Judging by Madeline’s reaction, she hadn’t done it.
“Then who?” Susan demanded.
If not Madeline, who else wanted Lilian dead?
Then a horrifying thought struck her.
Stella.
Susan’s face went pale”
Stella. It has to be her. It’s definitely her!”
The one who brought the Reed Group to its knees–who else could have the means and. motive to deal with Lilian?
The more she thought about it, the more certain she became.
Hearing that name, Ethan’s aura grew even colder.
Susan completely lost it.
“Ethan, you have to save Lilian! That Stella–what more does she want?!”
Destroying the Reed Group wasn’t enough? She was really going to let Lilian die?
Ethan said calmly, “I’ll handle it.”
But inside, he was barely containing his rage.
Only now did Susan truly realize what kind of threat Stella had become.
She had always thought Stella was nothing–a girl raised by some backwater family,
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And yet now, she…
Susan’s face drained of all color.
“Go back for now,” Ethan said.
“But the hospital… they’re forcing Lilian out first thing in the morning. Ethan, they’re going to let her die!”
“I know.”
Ethan nodded grimly. It took him a while to calm Susan enough to get her to leave.
Once Once she was gone, he summoned Jason.
“Where are Stella and Mr. Abraham staying?”
“At the wooden lodge halfway up the mountain,” Jason replied.
The wooden lodge. A place never open to outsiders.
Of course the Luke family’s heir would have the best of everything, wherever they
went.
And Stella…
The thought of her growing up in the Luke family’s inner circle made Ethan feel suffocated.
He hadn’t even had time to tell Susan about that yet. First, he needed to deal with Lilian.
“Let’s go.”
Ethan grabbed his coat and headed out.
Jason looked at him, bewildered. “Where are we going?”
Surely not to find Stella? At this hour? And Mr. Abraham was there too- Was he planning to get himself killed?
Meanwhile, at the lodge.
back.
After Abraham received a call and left, she curled up in bed, drifting in and out of sleep.
Every time she drank, her body would go limp and sluggish, her spirit too drained to fight it.
Half–asleep, she vaguely heard someone calling her outside.
But she was too tired. She turned over and sank deeper into sleep.
Downstairs, Ethan was already shouting for her.
Jason, panicked, whispered, “Sir, if you keep shouting, you’re going to piss off Mr. Abraham!”
Ethan’s expression darkened. “What else do you suggest?”
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