She nced back at Barbara, sensing that Remington''s visit today was unlike any other.


    His arrival was stormy,den with malice towards the West family.


    Remington''s gaze was icy, his demeanor as still as water, causing Ste''s voice to fade into silence as she stepped back, looking somewhat panic-stricken.


    However, Remington paid no mind to Ste, his focus fixed solely on Barbara.


    After a moment, he spoke up in a deep voice.


    "Barbara should be well aware of why I''m here today. Don''t you have anything to say?"


    Barbara sat on the couch, her hands sped in front of her, her spine erect, maintaining herposure.


    Despite her paleplexion, her voice remained steady.


    "Remington, I told you yesterday. If I am innocent, I have nothing to fear. If you have evidence, then go ahead and call the cops. Other than that, I have nothing else to say."


    Yet, as soon as she finished speaking, Martin burst in from outside.


    One of Martin''s hands was covered in blood, his expression anxious and furious as he confronted Remington.


    "Remington, you need to let go of Rp! What the hell did you do to him? Your guys beat him to a pulp!"


    He had stayed outside because he recognized the bloodied figure being pushed around by Ray as Rp. Before Martin could continue, a loud crash was heard.


    It was Barbara, identally knocking over a teacup on the coffee table, her muscles twitching, hands trembling uncontrobly. Seeing this, Martin rushed over, gripping Barbara''s hands with concern.


    "Quick, grab a nket! Your hands are freezing. I know you''re worried about Rp, but you''ve got to take care of yourself too." Barbara''s ears were ringing, disbelieving that Rp was still alive.


    He had returned to Zion City alive?!


    Justst night, she had received a call saying Rp had been "taken care of."


    Yet, how did Rp end up in Remington''s hands?


    What had Rp disclosed?


    No! Perhaps it was a mistake.


    Forcing herself to calm down, Barbara looked up and said.


    "What do you mean Rp is covered in blood? Come on, let''s go see him."


    "No need for you toe, Barbara. I''ve brought your dear nephew to you."


    As Ray''s voice fell, a blood-soaked Rp was thrown onto the living room floor.


    "Ah!"


    Barbara couldn''t see, but Ste saw everything clearly.


    Rpy at her feet, his face visible, marred with several deep, bloody wounds.


    Seeing Rp tortured to such an


    extent,


    e screamed in terror,s stepping back until she fell to her knees, closing her eyes to the horror.


    Fear spread through her like a tide.


    She was afraid, afraid that Remington would subject her to the same fate.


    "Rp? Tell me, what happened? Weren''t you supposed to lead your team to Evercrestia and ensure Lizetta''s safety? What exactly did


    you do? You had nothing to do with these assassinations, right?"


    Barbara stood up, approaching Rp.


    As Rp struggled with the pain and looked up to speak, Barbara tightly grasped his hand, urging him.


    "Rp, don''t worry. If you''ve made a mistake, I won''t abandon you. Just tell me..."C0pyright ? 2024 N?v)(elDrama.Org.


    Lizetta, who had been silent, chuckled lightly and said.


    "It might be better to tell him he''s got no way out and it''s in his best interest to take the me quietly. You won''t abandon him.


    Otherwise, if ites back to you


    and offends the West family, no


    one''s getting away with anythi


    That''s what you mean, right, Barbara?"


    Lizetta raised an eyebrow, confident in her interpretation.