?Chapter 238:


    It sounded like she was trying to dodge responsibility, but from her perspective, it was apelling reason. I stared at her, the weight of the decision pressing down on me. I didn’t respond.


    Molly finally stood, telling me to think it over carefully before she left.


    Not long after she was gone, Alice showed up at my door.


    Seeing me sitting on the sofa, lost in thought and not even bothering with a greeting, Alice’s expression shifted to one of concern. She sat beside me. “Makenna, what’s going on?”


    I didn’t answer, simply pushing the file toward her.


    “What’s this?” she asked, puzzled. But as she flipped through the pages, her face darkened with every passing second.


    Finally, she mmed her hand down on the table, anger ring in her eyes. “The Harrison family isn’t just trafficking women; they’re involved in organ trafficking too! This is monstrous!”


    I inhaled deeply, the weight of what I’d read still sitting heavy on my chest.


    The file revealed that any women who disobeyed or were killed by clients were disposed of secretly. Their organs were harvested and sold on the ck market. It was a chilling, blood-soaked reality.


    I remained silent, but inside, a storm of rage was brewing.


    If my resolve to bring Kristina down had started as a personal vendetta, it had now transformed into something much deeper. I wanted her to face justice for the innocent lives she had destroyed.


    Molly’s POV:


    As I stepped out of Makenna’s house, I couldn’t resist a nce back. The memory of her expression while reading the documents yed in my mind, and I smirked, my confidence swelling.


    I continued my walk, unhurried, until I reached a corner where someone abruptly stopped me—my sister, Hayley. She approached with a concerned tone. “How did it go? Did Makenna give you a hard time?”


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    I shook my head, a satisfied smile on my lips. “No, I’m fine. She agreed to work with us.”


    Hayley let out a visible sigh of relief. “That’s good… really good…”


    But then, her relief gave way to a new worry. Her brows furrowed, and her voice wavered.


    “But what if she’s not strong enough? Can those documents alone bring down Kristina?” She gripped my hand, her palm cold against mine.


    Hayley’s eyes locked onto mine, a flicker of fear within them. “Molly, are you sure about this? If Kristina finds out we’ve betrayed her, we’re done for!”


    I patted her hand, trying to soothe her. My smile deepened with assurance. “Of course. Makenna is sharper than I gave her credit for. Kristina wouldn’t have stumbled so many times if Makenna wasn’t a real threat.”


    “But…” Hayley’s hesitation lingered, her fear still evident. “She’s just one woman. How can she take on a family as powerful as the Harrisons?”


    “You’re underestimating her,” I replied, with a tinge of envy in my voice. “Do you realize how much the princes are taken with her?”


    The image of Prince yton’s handsome face shed through my mind, and I bit my lip. “In the werewolf world, besides the king, who holds more power than the three Lycan princes? With their backing and Makenna’s intelligence, she can absolutely pull this off.”


    Hayley sighed, her concern shifting slightly. “Molly, you’ve always been clever, but I worry you’re rushing into this just to rid yourself of Kristina.”


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