Semua Bab He Lost Me, His Uncle Claimed Me: Bab 241 - Bab 248

 Anna’s words left Forrest silent. He was already realizing his mistakes. Randall spoke up, measured but tense.“Mrs. Caldwell, every situation is different. Xandra and I had some misunderstandings, but I have never been disrespectful or negligent toward her. She’s innocent and easily misled; she left in a fit of anger. I’m genuinely worried about her surviving out there. Can you understand my concern?”Forrest bristled. “Mr. Davidson, get to the point. Why are you throwing shade at me? I was sincere with Laura. I had to engage in that marriage because of family obligations. And you—if you’re truly so honorable—why not either let Xandra go or formally propose to her? Why leave things messy? In essence, your

 Randall wasn’t like Forrest. With a single command, he could uncover a web of details.His assistant cautiously laid out Xandra’s movements over the past month. “Mr. Davidson, your mother visited Xandra three times. Xandra met Valerie four times: once shopping at a mall, once at your home, once privately, and the last time at Mr. Hamilton’s engagement party. We only caught two of their meetings on surveillance entering a café—we don’t know what they discussed.”He handed Randall the footage. Watching Xandra pick gifts, she was not only snatched at by Valerie but even shoved around. Without Anna and Laura present, who knows what else Valerie might have done?

 Anna had spent the past week in a daze, her mind consumed with thoughts of the returning attending physician. No one knew the details of her mother’s case better than she did.A hand, sharply jointed and precise, waved in front of her eyes. Anna blinked and focused.Lorenzo was staring at her intently. “What’s got you thinking so seriously?”“Sorry… I was thinking about the attending physician. She arrives tomorrow. I’ve arranged for someone to intercept her the moment she lands. What’s wrong?”Lorenzo held a tablet, the screen displaying several cocktail dresses. “These are all

 Anna sprinted across the courtyard. The café’s tropical-themed décor was full of lush plants, but the yard was quiet—not a soul in sight.The door loomed ahead. She inhaled deeply and threw it open.Who was behind all of this?The room was empty—no one, not even Olive.“Boss, they got away!”“I left someone at the door. They might run, but they won’t escape. Call the security team—whoever it is, stop them!”“Yes.”