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    A suffocating weight pressed against Faye’s chest, making each breath a struggle. It took her a long moment to muster a forced smile. “I… I didn’t know all that before.”


    Vincent’s eyes held a sharp, knowing glint. “Now you see how much your uncle cares for Belinda. Her turning down his proposal—it has crushed him.”


    “Uncle Lucas is really devoted to Belinda,” Faye murmured, her voice trailing off with a faint sigh.<fn59c2> Get full chapters from Find~Novel</fn59c2>


    Johnson seized the moment to add, “Exactly. Belinda is his everything. If anyone dares to hurt her, Lucas won’t let them off. Everyone who has ever crossed her has faced serious consequences.”


    Vincent nodded, his gaze shifting to Faye. “That’s right. Lucas is digging into what happened at Tuky Mountain. He’s determined to uncover who pushed Belinda, even if he has to tear the whole ce apart.”


    As he spoke, his eyes stayed locked on Faye, searching for any hint of a reaction.


    Faye’s expression remained unchanged, her face a mask of perfect calm. This left Vincent with a strange feeling about her reaction.


    His gaze found Johnson’s across the room, a silent exchange of uncertainty passing between them. Vincent’s eyes narrowed as doubt crept through his mind. Perhaps Faye hadn’t been the one to send Belinda tumbling down that mountainside. Or maybe she was putting on a show to cover what she had done. For a moment, Vincent couldn’te to any conclusions.


    Johnson’s movement broke the tension as he raised his left hand, his gaudy wristwatch catching the light as he checked the time with deliberate precision. “Cath’s ss wraps up soon. I should get going.”


    He stood up and turned toward Lucas, who sat hunched over his ss, lost in liquid sce. “Next time, we’ll drink properly, my friend. No holding back.”


    “Absolutely,” Lucas mumbled, his words thick with alcohol’s embrace.


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    Johnson’s attention then shifted to Vincent. “Make sure you get them both home safely tonight.”


    “Consider it handled. I’ll manage things here,” Vincent assured him with a firm nod.


    After Johnson had left, Vincent resumed his detailed ount of the events that had unfolded between Belinda and Lucas. Each detail seemed to strike Faye like a physical blow.


    Lucas had drowned himself in alcohol, and eventually he copsed onto the sofa,pletely unconscious.


    Vincent nced at his watch and sighed. “The hour has grown quitete. Let me drive you both home.”


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