?Chapter 762:


    After browsing through the messages, she gged down a taxi to head back to Remson Manor.


    At Baythorn Military Hospital, Lindsay was temporarily released from prison due to Hale’s maneuvers.


    “Hale!” Lying on the hospital bed, Lindsay looked up at the man standing before her, his unreadable expression masking his thoughts, and asked, “When will I truly be free?” Her release was only for medical treatment, not an actual escape from prison.


    Lindsay hastily added, “We agreed that I would only be in prison for a few days… You haven’t forgotten our agreement, have you?”


    Confronted with Lindsay’s questions, Hale maintained a stoic expression, his voice calm yet detached.


    “You’ll need to stay in prison a little longer.”


    Lindsay responded coldly, “Wait? That’s not what you promised! You said I’d only be in for a few days, and then you’d secure my release… What’s going on? Can’t you keep your word?”


    Hale’s expression immediately turned grim.


    Anyone who had ever spoken to him in such a manner had not fared well.


    “Miss Morgan, is this how you address me?”


    Lindsay hesitated, her confidence diminishing under Hale’s intense gaze.


    Hale sneered, “Don’t forget who has the power to free you from prison and who holds the cards here! You don’t want to end up forgotten in a cell, do you?”


    Seeing the anger on Hale’s face, Lindsay quickly exined, “There’s been a misunderstanding.”


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    “I’ve been locked up for too long, and it’s taking a toll on my emotions. I didn’t mean any disrespect…”


    Hale smirked.


    “Save it.


    Consider this your final warning.


    Don’t try to boss me around, or I won’t hesitate to deal with you!”


    Lindsay, visibly shaken, nodded quickly and said, “I understand!”


    But a crafty look flickered in her eyes. She knew she couldn’t 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.


    “You’ve gone to the trouble of getting me out this time. Is there something…”


    Before she could finish her question, Hale abruptly raised his hand and struck her across the right cheek. The p echoed sharply through the room, leaving Lindsay in shock. She looked at him in disbelief.


    Hale said casually, “Don’t try to figure me out! I need allies who follow orders quietly.


    Got it?”


    Lindsay suppressed any furtherments. She knelt on the hospital bed and said, “Yes, I get it.”


    Lindsay nced at her calloused hands, feeling a wave of anger surge through her. Once, she had been the onemanding respect and obedience.


    How had thingse to this? It was all Harlee’s fault! If it weren’t for Harlee, she would still have been the beloved daughter of the Morgan family, not a lowlife being struck by Hale! She med Harlee for her fall from grace, adding yet another grievance to her list against her.


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