Chapter 669 The Knife in the Dark
“Even if it wasn’t Taylor, she’s definitely involved somehow.
Nora said, “Whether it’s her or someone else, why don’t you just grab her and ask?”
But now wasn’t the time to make a move.
Paul nced impatiently at his arm, swollen like a turnip. He jerked his chin toward Nora. <b>“</b>Patch me <b>up</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
Earlier, when Nora got out of the ambnce, she had indeed grabbed a first–aid kit–but it was iplete.
She used a stick and gauze to support Paul’s fractured wrist. “There’s no anesthetic in the kit, and not enough gauze for a second round. Mr. Paul, you’d better find a proper ce to hide. That’s the only long- term n.”
Paul was in so much pain he nearly passed out. Whenever the agony became unbearable, he dug his fingers into Nora’s arm just to make her suffer along with him.
Still, Nora gritted her teeth and finished securing his injury.
By the time she was done, Paul was soaked in cold sweat. He shot her a vicious nce. This woman could really take pain–he’d nearly ripped the flesh off her arm, and she hadn’t made a sound.
Much more entertaining than Elsie ever was.
But the moment Nora noticed his malicious stare, she instinctively stepped back.
Paul sneered. “Don’t tter yourself. You think I’d touch you? I’d rather do it myself.”
Nora’s face went pale in an instant. A flicker of hatred shed through her eyes.
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Paul looked pleased with himself. “I do have a few private properties under my name, but I bet Wyatt has men staking them out. I’ve got a better hiding spot in mind.”
While Paul was still on the run, Jensen had gone dark.
Rumor had it Jensen had fled with the money long ago,
Meanwhile, the Powell family’s rtives were busy dividing up shares and profits–and had jointly sued both Paul and Taylor, demandingpensation for the losses.
Onlinementary was harsh, but the marriagews were strict. Taylor, however, had Cooper Corp. backing her.
Cooper Corp’s legal and PR teams stepped in together, even livestreaming legal breakdowns, and cleared Taylor of any liability.
All thanks to the Powell Corporation’s own paranoia. They’d always kept Taylor at arm’s length, pushing her to be a housewife and gradually stripping her of rights.
As a result, Taylor had never been involved in thepany’s investments or internal management.
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<b>She </b><b>was </b><b>also </b>the clear victim–Paul had taken her premarital <b>assets</b>. It was <b>marriage </b>fraud.
So even as husband and wife, Taylor bore no legal responsibility for Paul’s crimes.
Still, Yunice got a call warning her to be careful and stay close to n.
Too many people had been dragged down by Powell Corp. If they couldn’t get to Paul, <b>they </b><b>might </b><b>go </b><b>after </b>the people around him.
Taylor understood that well. She’d even installed cameras inside the fridge in case someone <b>tried </b>to poison her.
“Oh, right,” Taylor said, “did you see the news today?
Morgan swallowed a razor de in prison and applied for medical parole.”
Yunice’s brow furrowed.
Taylor continued, “The Powell Corporation mess is hogging all the headlines. It pushed Morgan’s <b>case </b><b>out </b>of the spotlight. Hardly anyone’s talking about it now.”
It wasn’t a coincidence. The Johnson family had picked the timing deliberately.
Medical parole now, international escape next. Wait a few years for the dust to settle, change identities<b>, </b><b>and </be back like nothing ever happened.
They had it all nned out.
After the call ended, Yunice couldn’t help thinking how inconvenient her practical rotation <b>was </b>at the moment. Otherwise, she’d definitely be back in Silverburgh, stirring up the chaos herself.
“Yunice, someone from your family’s here. They’re waiting in the advisor’s office. You should go.”
A passing ssmate ryed the message.
“Family?”
Only Wyatt, Mr. Carl, and Mr. Kingsley knew she had enrolled in med school.
<i>“</i><i>Who </i><i>had </i><ie</i><i>? </i>
Yunice went to the office.
As soon as she stepped in, the door closed behind her.
She turned, frowning, and saw that it was Nora’s father–Benjamin–who had shut it.
Morgan’s father.
Yunice turned again, her eyesnding on the elderly woman seated with stiff dignity at the <b>desk </b>
The advisor was respectfully serving tea. “Madam Mary, if you’d told us Yunice <b>was </b><b>your </b>granddaughter<b>, </b>we would’ve taken extra care of her.”
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Benjamin <b>wore </b>a uniform in Silverburgh, and people fawned <b>over </b>him.
Madam Mary waved the advisor away with thinly veiled disdain. She wanted to <b>speak </b><b>to </b><b>her </b>granddaughter alone.
The advisor seemed ready to leave, but Yunice immediately protested. “They’re not <b>my </b><b>family</b>.”
The advisor gave her a look, ignored her words, told her to be polite, and shut the door <b>on </b><b>his </b><b>way </b><b>out</b><b>. </b>
Mary spoke. “Where did you hide my granddaughter?”
<i>Nora</i><i>? </i>
Oh. Aftering back by sea, Nora hadn’t dared return <i>to </i>the Johnson family, which meant Madam <b>Mary </b>couldn’t find her.
Yunice asked in return, “Nora came to med school?”
Mary’s tone turned sharp. “You know exactly what you did. Don’t think Wyatt’s protection <b>means </b>anything. If youy a finger on Nora, he’lle for you eventually.”
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