?Chapter 883:


    Ste turned back around, her hands clenched in herp, her chest tight. Again. He had saved her.


    The city lights reappeared as they pulled onto the main road, washing away the nightmare from moments before as if it had never happened. Then her phone buzzed. William.


    She steadied her breath, trying to push down the lump in her throat before answering. “Hey?”


    “Stel.” William’s voice came through, low and tired. “Grandpa’s okay. It was a sudden spike in blood pressure. He’s been treated—nothing serious.”


    There was relief in his tone, but also worry. “Luca said he hasn’t seen you. Are you still at the mall?”


    Ste’s eyes stung, but she blinked back the tears.


    “I’m fine. I took a cab home. Don’t worry. I’m just d your grandfather’s alright.” She hesitated—just a second. She could’ve told him. About the alley. The ambush. Amon.


    But she didn’t. William already had enough on his te, and the Briggs family situation was a mess. Telling him now would onlyplicate things. And besides… Amon’s presence made everything messier. She couldn’t exin it—not yet.


    “That’s good,” William said gently. “Get some rest. I’ll check inter.” William seemed relieved after confirming she was safe.


    Ending the call, Ste leaned against the car seat, closing her eyes in fatigue. Amon’s face, with its vicious smile and his fierce, beast-like prowess, kept reying in her mind.


    Was he an ally or an adversary? His timely rescues were too coincidental; what was his true intention?


    Unable to find answers, Ste chose to temporarily set aside these thoughts. Meanwhile, at the Briggs Mansion, William finished checking on Dexter and stepped onto the balcony outside the study for some air.


    Luca approached William slowly and reported, “Mr. Briggs, I just received news that Ms. Russell encountered some trouble on her way back. She was ambushed in an alley, almost…”


    William spun around sharply, disbelief in his eyes. “What did you say? But she just told me she was already home.”


    “Ms. Russell should be fine. The taxi left safely. However…” Luca paused, his tone peculiar. “It was Amon who suddenly appeared, fought off those men, and rescued Ms. Russell.”


    Hearing that, William frowned. Amon?! Again, him!


    William’s face darkened at the thought. He remembered the warning he’d given Amon—to stay away from Ste. His grip on the railing tightened, his knuckles nching as his anger simmered. Amon was clearly ignoring the warning, thinking William wouldn’t dare make a move.


    Meanwhile, in a quiet suburban vi owned by the Briggs family, Amon sprawled on a sofa, hisptop screen glowing with every detail of Ste’s life over the years. Ste, the true heir of the Carter family, had been out of the picture for years. Her biological mother had died under mysterious circumstances, and her adoptive parents passed soon after. Life had dealt her a rough hand.


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