บททั้งหมดของ There's No Turning Back: บทที่ 421 - บทที่ 430

Beau turned his head to look at his assigned assistant. Meanwhile, Ralph stood clutching his own head, staring in horror at the collapsing section of the auditorium.Suddenly, he felt a tug on his suit jacket. As he looked down, he found Beau gripping the fabric. The boy's face was flushed red, slick with a mixture of tears and snot."Will Mommy… die in there?" Beau asked him again.Ralph jumped as if he had been stepped on. He yelped, "How should I know?"Though he'd scouted the auditorium multiple times, he never imagined the upper structure was so dilapidated that his fire would burn through the roof this quickly!"This makes no sense!" Ralph muttered.His research confirmed the rooftop used fireproof materials—that's why he'd chosen it as the ignition point.His original plan assumed the flames would die out naturally after consuming the combustibles. Now a terrifying possibility dawned on him.The auditorium's material reports must have been falsified! Someone had clearly

"How did Xavier get trapped in there?" Ralph whispered to Beau."I don't know."When Beau refused to elaborate, Ralph didn't dare press further.One of the Fisher bodyguards suggested, "Mr. Fisher, let us escort you home first. The moment the firefighters rescue Ms. Jones and Mr. Xavier, we'll notify you immediately.""I'm waiting right here!" Harvey's voice could have frozen hell itself. "I'm not leaving until I see them with my own eyes!""Daddy..." Beau spoke up. "Is Mommy hiding inside on purpose? Is she refusing to come out?""What nonsense are you spouting?"Harvey's gaze turned scalpel-sharp, slicing through Beau's small frame. The boy might as well have been nailed to the ground under that stare."Take Beau home." Having issued the order, Harvey dismissed his son entirely."Mr. Beau, let me take you back."Beau stared at Harvey's broad back—the man stood within reach yet felt continents away."Daddy..." His lips moved soundlessly, but Harvey remained statue-still, of

Ralph was terrified of saying the wrong thing and provoking Harvey's wrath again."Mr… Mr. Beau told me to set the fire... He hoped both Ms. Jones and you, Mr. Fisher, would rush into the burning building to save him. He wanted to use this chance to... to reconcile you two."Ralph pleaded with a pained expression. "I never expected the materials on the auditorium's top floor weren't fireproof! Mr. Fisher, I was careless—please, I beg you, help me!"Just then, an officer pushed the door open and announced from the doorway, "Mr. Leonard, Xavier's guardian, has arrived with his appointed lawyer."As soon as the officer finished speaking, a tall, imposing figure strode in. Harvey, who was still seated, lifted his gaze and met the sharp, striking features of a man who flashed him a smirk.Dressed in a sleek gunmetal-gray suit, Theodore exuded an icy yet unrestrained aura. His dark eyes were gleaming with arrogance. Harvey's attention was fixed on the peacock brooch pinned to Theodore's

Harvey disappeared through the interrogation room doorway in an instant."Mr. Fisher! Mr. Fisher!"No matter how desperately Ralph shouted, he couldn't stop Harvey from leaving. Restrained in his chair by the police, his face twisted in despair.Theodore pulled up a chair and sat across from him. "Mr. Navarro, you committed arson under orders. If you want a reduced sentence... I can help with that too."…The moment Harvey stepped out of the police station, his phone rang. Before he could answer Cyrus' call, he was met with hundreds of camera lenses.In this digital age, the news traveled fast—it wasn't just reporters who had swarmed the scene, but also dozens of TikTok influencers, all angling their smartphones at Harvey's striking face."Everyone, Fisher Corp's CEO, Harvey Fisher, is coming out! Rumor has it he's connected to the Summit Academy auditorium fire!""Mr. Fisher, why did your assistant set the fire? Was it under your orders?""Mr. Fisher, your ex-wife, Ms. Elara,

The afternoon sunlight filtered through sheer curtains, casting dappled patterns across the floor.Elara lay still on the hospital bed, with an oxygen mask covering her pale face. Her hair fanned out softly against the pillow, eyes slightly closed, with long lashes casting faint shadows beneath them. The quiet room hummed only with the rhythmic sound of the oxygen machine.Leonard sat in his wheelchair, gazing calmly at Elara's slightly pallid complexion. The doctors assured him she was out of danger and would likely wake soon.When first brought to the hospital, Elara had clung to consciousness by a thread—until she saw Oliver pushing Leonard's wheelchair into the room. The moment she realized she could entrust Xavier to Leonard's care, her last ounce of strength dissipated, and she fell completely unconscious.The relieved smile Elara gave him before passing out remained vivid in Leonard's mind, unfaded. Before he realized it, his hand had already moved of its own volition toward