<b>Chapter </b><b>262 </b>
“You should return everything to Caillin! You’ve taken what’s hers for long enough!”
Sebastian had already prepared in advance. He signaled for his men to bring over the pre drafted stock transfer agreement and ced it in front of Sco
“signs”
In this desperation to save himself<b>, </b>Scott didn’t hesitate. He grabbed the pan and scrawled his name onto the document.
At this moment, he was as lowly <b>as </b><b>a </b><b>stray </b>dog, his face full of pitiful ma
Inagemess. “Caitlin, I’ve signed it. Can you let me go now?”
“Let you go?” Caitlin’s expression was icy. “Did you ever think of letting others go when you were hurting them?
Scott’s face turned ghostly pale. His voice trembled with fear. “I’ve already given you my shares isn’t that enough for you to let me go?”
“I never said I’d let you go.”
Caitlin had no intention of showing mercy. Today, the scum would pay for his sins
“Not only am I not letting you go,<b>” </b><b>she </b>said <b>coldly</b><b>, </b>gripping the <b>whip </b>in her hands, “Il personally send you on your way.”
CRACK!
The firstshnded hard on Scott’s body
The iron studs on the whip dug into his flesh, causing him to scream in agony.
“WHHHH–F
His bindings had already been loosened<b>, </b><b>and </b>Scott scrambled frantically, trying to crawl away.
But Caitlin would never ghee him the chance,
CRACKI
Another brutal <bsh </b>struck him, echoing through the dimly lit room,
AAAHHHHHHH–HI
His shril, <b>pig</b>–like squeals filled the air.
Sebastian stood outside with his men, listening to the screams. He didn’t interfere. This was Caitlin’s battle to fight<b>, </b>and she deserved to want her fury as much <b>as </b>she wanted
Inside the room, the relentless sound of the whip continued, punctuated by Scott’s progressively weaker cries
By the time Caitlin finally stopped, Scott was sprawled on the floor, his body covered in <b>bloody </b>welts, his face contorted in pain. He no longer had the strength to crawl. He was nothing more than a battered, bloodied heap.
Caitlin let the whip drop from her hand.
She stepped out of the room, herrage slowly desipating
Sebastian approached her. “Alright. Leave the rest to my men, Let’s go.”
Caltandidn’t respond but followed him out.
Chapter <b>262 </b>
Noticing her exhaustion, Sebastian hesitated. “Let me take you back to Danca Estate to rest<b>” </b>
But Caitlin shook her head. “No. Take me
me to the h
hospital. My brother is still there.”
Sebastian <b>was </b>taken aback<b>. </b>“Your <b>brother</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>
Caitlin clenched her trembling fingers, taking a deep breath. “Sebastian. I found him. Quincy is Harrison
The words felt surreal, even as she spoke them.
Her brother had been right in front of her this whole time, yet she had failed to recognize him. Now, he was in aa, and her heart <b>ached </b>unbearably:
“Are you sure? How do you know Quincy is Harrison? Did you run a test? Sebastian asked, skeptical
If Quincy really was Harrison, why hadn’t <b>anyone </b>realized it earlier? Why <b>was </b><b>it </b>only now that Caitlin was making this im?
“No, I haven’t done a test yet,” Caitlin admitted. “<b>But </b>I found this”
She opened her palm, revealing the brass whistle.
Sebastian took the whistle, recognizing it as an old, well–womem. “This was your brother’s? You <b>found </b>it with Quincy?”
Caitlin’s voice softened as memories surfaced.
Thest time she had seen this whistle was at Sakura Ridge, Harrison had been <b>so </b>innocent back then, saying he wanted to bury the whistle in the soil
and see if it would sprout more whistles in the spring
this was the same whistle, then at s
t some <b>point</b>, Harrison must have dug it up. Otherwise, how could <b>it </b>possibly appear now?
Sebastian fell silent. He examined the whistle again and saw the engraved initials H.L
Could Quincy really
ly be Caitlin’s brother?
If that were true, then his previous hostility toward Quincy had been misced
He was the uncle of his children
Sebastian exhaled and handed the whistle back. “It’s an old item, <b>a </b><b>significant </b>find. But you should still confirm it properly”
<b>Caitlin’s </b>eyes reddened slightly. Guilt weighed heavily on her. “My brother was with me this whole time, but I kept searching elsewhere. If I had been more observant, I might have realized in earlier
“Don’t me yourself Didn’t Harrison suffer brain damage from the explosion? <b>It </b>makes sense that he wouldn’t remember you,”
Sebastian’s words were logical, but Caitlin’s heart still ached.
“Just to be sure,” he added, “think you should do a DNA test.”
“will,” Caitlin said firmly
Now, there was no doubt in her heart. Quincy was her brother,
And once she confirmed it, her next goal was clear–to <b>reim </b>LIG
Sebastian escorted Caitlin to the hospital
09:31 Mon, 28 Jul G
Faith was still there, Manding watch outside the ICU, Quincy remained inconscious.
Sebastian received multiple calls from MTG Corporation, urging him to return
“You should go.” Caitlin told him, “Til stay here a little longer. We’ll talkter,”
Sebastian nodded
Shortly after, Caitlin’s phone rang, it was James.
“Hello?” Caitlin awered.
“Canlin!” James sounded relieved. “So it was you who asked Quincy to bring me to the hotelst night. Thanks for that
“It was nothing.” Caitlin replied coolly. She and James were to acquaintances. Afterst night’s dinner, there was no need to maintain further contact
“Is Quincy around?” James asked. “I wanted to thank him in person.”
Caitlin hesitated before answering honestly. “He’s in the ICU. He was in an ident.”
“What? An ident!”
“Yes I don’t have time to exin, I have to go.”
Without giving James <b>a </b>chance to respond<b>, </b>she ended the call.
James, however, couldn’t ignore this. An ident? Quincy was in the CU?
He immediately searched online for news and found an article <b>about </b>a hit–and–run ident near the Royal International Hotel. The injured victim had been sent to New York Hospital.
Without hesitation, James headed straight there.
Arriving at the ICU, he spotted Caitlin and another young woman.
“Caitlin!“.
Caitlin looked up, surprised. “Why are you here?”
“I wanted to check on Quincy. I still haven’t thanked him.”
“He’s inside,” Caitlin <b>said</b><b>, </b>her voice heavy with exhaustion.
James stepped forward and peered through the ss window into the ICU.
<b>Inside</b>, Quincy <by </b>unconscious, his body riddled with injuries.
James hadn’t expected such a severe <b>ident</b>. Just one night ago, everything was fine. Now, things had taken such <b>a </b>drastic tum
He turned back to Caitlin. “Don’t be too upset. I’m sure Quincy will be okay”
Thanks”
Caitlin was emotionally drained. Between the car ident, Quincy’s condition<b>, </b>and everything else, she was at her limit.
Faith, noticing the exhaustion, gently suggested, “<b>Caitlin</b>, you should go home and rest. I’ll stay here and let you know if he wakes up.”
09:31 Mon, 28 Jul GD
“Wight”
She truly needed forest.
As she turned to leave, James watched her retreating figue. Something about her seemed off
He hesitated, then followed.
Hallway down the staircase, Caitlin suddenly swayed. A sharp pain struck her head, and her foot slipped.
James rushed forward and caught her just in time. “Careful, Caitlin
“Thanks,” she muttered, pulling her a back. “You should go home fo
She reached her car and unlocked it.
For some reason, James didn’t feelfortable leaving her alone.
He stepped up again. “Quincy isn’t around to drive you. How about I do it? I’ll be your driver.”
Catlin didn’t want unnecessary entanglements. She was wary of <b>anyone </b>who tried to get close to her
“It’s fine. I’m free anyway” James pulled open the car door, gently pushed her into the passenger seat, took the keys from her, and climbed into the driver’s seat.
The engine roared to life
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