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Left Behind 212

    Chapter 212 You’re Not Alone


    Chapter 212 You’re Not Alone


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    What was that fierce re in Tracy’s eyes? A storm of rage, loathing, coldness, and aggression -like a monster rising from the abyss to face its ultimate foe.


    <i>How </i><i>could </i><i>she </i><i>even </i><i>stare </i><i>at </i><i>Norris </i><i>that </i><i>way</i><i>? </i>


    From the time they were kids, she had always been warm and loving toward him. Even at her angriest, she had never said a harsh word to him.


    When he tricked her into going to Angelic Etiquette Academy, all she did was look at him with teary eyes and ask, “Why?“—her face full of hurt and surprise. She nevershed out or told him to shut his mouth with that kind of raw fury.


    A sudden pang of unease gripped Norris for no clear reason.


    Ever since hearing that Tracy had returned from Angelic Etiquette Academy, he had steered clear of her. He figured she might hound him and upset Erin.


    But now, an odd sensation stirred inside him. It felt like the distance between them was stretching farther with every passing second.


    Erin spotted him gazing nkly at Tracy and nearly gritted her teeth in annoyance.


    She quickly grabbed Norris’s cor, tears streaming down her face. “Norris, Tracy’s acting so wild. She’s scaring the hell out of me.” she said, before breaking into sobs.


    Norris jolted back to the moment. He wrapped her in his arms right away and soothed her softly. “Don’t worry, Erin. I’ve got you. She won’ty a hand on you.”


    He turned around and shot Tracy another furious look. “You’ve been badmouthing Erin for years, yet you’re the one who started this whole mess. What gives you the nerve to pin it on her?”


    Tracy skipped debating who was really to me. She just fixed her intense stare on Erin. “Those paparazzi confessed that you were the one who opened the door for them at the Jackman Vi. If you have dirty ns, take them out on me. Why drag Grandpa into this?”


    Her usation drew everyone’s eyes to Erin. She shook her head quickly. “No, that’s a lie. They


    tricked me too.


    “They told me they were here to interview someone else, but they got lost in the neighborhood. So they knocked on the door to get directions. The second I opened the door, they shoved right in. I was alone and couldn’t hold them back. They even hit me with their


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    cameras. It hurts like crazy.”


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    Tears poured down her cheeks as she clutched her chest and wobbled on her feet. The sight. tugged at everyone’s heartstrings.


    Liam rose from his spot on the floor. He couldn’t stop his brow from furrowing at her story.


    <i>What </i><i>a </i><i>lousy </i><i>excuse</i><i>. </i><i>How </i><i>on </i><i>earth </i><i>could </i><i>anyone </i><i>fall </i><i>for </i><i>that</i><i>? </i>


    While that thought ran through his head, he caught Norris scowling at Tracy. “See? Erin got yed by them just like anyone else. She’s not to me at all.”


    Liam’s head snapped up. He noticed that beyond Norris, everyone else wore the same trusting look toward Erin. The whole thing hit him as totally ridiculous.


    <i>Sure</i><i>, </i><i>he </i><i>would </i><i>never </i><i>question </i><i>Erin </i><i>himself</i><i>. </i><i>But </i><i>that </i><i>exnation </i><i>was </i><i>full </i><i>of </i><i>holes</i>. <i>Didn’t </i>it <i>seem </i><i>off </i>to <i>anyone </i><i>else</i><i>? </i>


    Tracy didn’t bat an eye at how they reacted.


    In their eyes, even if Erinmitted murder she would still get away with it. All she had to do was bat hershes and say, “It wasn’t me,” and they’d swallow it whole.


    Deep down, Tracy saw the connections as in as day. From those early snapshots to the paparazzi barging in and Franklin’s fall, every piece pointed straight at Erin.


    If Franklin didn’t pull through, she vowed to end Erin for good.


    Even if it meant dragging herself down.


    Andrew saw Tracy still eyeing Erin with deadly intent. He stormed over and mped onto her


    arm.


    “You yed dumbst time and slipped away with those pictures. Don’t count on pulling that stunt again.”


    He barely got the words out before Tracy’s knees buckled. She started slumping down without control.


    Her head injuries had already left her woozy and off–bnce. Norris’s shove made her smack it again. The only thing keeping her upright was fretting over Franklin–otherwise, she would have cked out ages ago.


    She had propped her full weight against the wall to stay standing.


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    Andrew’s yank pulled away her support, leaving her teetering on the brink of copse.


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    Andrew reached out on reflex to steady her. But before he could, a hand seized his wrist and jerked it away with force.


    He staggered back a couple of steps to steady himself. Frowning, he nced up and spotted Ronald, who had appeared out of nowhere. The man was cradling Tracy gently in his embrace.


    Concern etched Ronald’s features. His eyesnded on her bloodied scalp, and he froze for <i>a </i>beat. A brutal spark lit in his gaze.


    Tracy blinked in confusion at first. Then, recognizing him, a weight lifted from her heart.


    Her words came out rough. “What brings you here?”


    Truth was, after that rough night, Ronald couldn’t shake his worry that the Jackmans might mistreat Tracy. So he had kept tabs on the ce.


    Seeing her in such a mess, he regretted showing upte.


    He pushed down the fury bubbling inside and shed the warm grin she always loved. “Easy now. I’m with you. You are not alone.”


    His eyes scanned the crowd slowly, one face at a time. It was like he aimed to etch their expressions into his memory forever.
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