Chapter 178 Even If I Die.

bChapter /bb178/bb: /bEven bIf /bbI /bDiedb, /bShe bWouldn’t /bbCare /b

Chapter 178: Even If I Died, She Wouldn’t Care

(Elena ckwood’s POV)

I turned my head to look out the window, watching the city streets blur past. “No need to exin bto /bbme/bb, /bbI’m /bnot interested in who she is.”

Marcus responded with a faint “hmm.” As he was about to say something, he turned away band /bbcoughed/b, covering his mouth with a handkerchief. The sound was harsh and wet in the confined space bof /bbthe car/b.

I noticed and frowned, but didn’t ask anything. Something about that cough sounded wrong, more serious than a simple cold.

Marcus quickly regained hisposure, tucking the handkerchief away. “Where are you staying? I’ll have Amber drop you off.”

I stared at the handkerchief clutched in his hand. There was something dark staining the white fabric.

I looked away and opened the door to get out of the car. The morning air felt crisp against my skin after bthe /btension inside the vehicle.

I nced back to see Marcus watching me with a faint smile on his face. His expression was unreadable, almost mncholy.

I pursed my lips and walked away without another word.

(Marcus ckwood’s POV)

Amber Stone got into the car and saw me take out some pills from my jacket pocket. She quickly handed me a bottle of mineral water.

I swallowed the pills and drank the water, feeling the bitter taste coat my throat. The medication was bing less effective with each passing day. /

Amber looked at me with concern etched across her features. “Alpha, are you sure you don’t want to tell your Luna about your condition?”

My gaze fell outside the window, watching Elena’s retreating figure. My face was reflected in the ss, devoid of color and looking more gaunt than ever.

“There’s no need.” My voice came out rougher than intended. “Even if I died, she wouldn’t care.”

I paused, the weight of that truth settling in my chest like a stone. “Telling her would only make me suffer

more.”

Amber fell silent, her hands gripping the steering wheel tighter. She knew better than to argue when I spoke with such finality.

(Elena ckwood’s POV)

I returned to the hotel distractedly, my mind reying the encounter with Marcus. Something bwas /bbseriously /bwrong with his health, but he clearly didn’t want my concern.

Downstairs in the lobby, I ran into William Parker and Hugo Ashworth. They bappeared /bbto /bbbe /bbin /bbthe /bbmiddle /bbof /bba /b

Downstairs in th

bserious /bbconversation/b.

Seeing me, William Parker rushed forward and dropped to his knees with a thud. bThe /bbsound /bechoed bthrough /bthe marble lobby.

I was taken aback and quickly moved to help him up. “Mr. Parker, what are you doingb?/bb” /b

William Parker looked up at me with tears streaming down his weathered face. “I’m begging you, bshe’s /bmy only daughter.”

His voice cracked with desperation. “It’s my fault, I didn’t teach her well, that’s why she went bastray/bb!/bb” /b

He clutched at my hands with trembling fingers. “It was wrong of me to be greedy and think babout /bbthings /bbthat /bdidn’t belong to me.”

“I haven’t touched a penny of the remaining seven million,” he continued frantically. “I can return bit /bbto /bbAlpha /bMarcus, and I’ll spend the rest of my life working to pay back the remaining ione /imillion.”

He pleaded with the desperation of a broken man. “Please don’t sue my daughter, she’s only twentyb, /bbshe /bbhas /bba /blong life ahead of her!”

Seeing William Parker weeping and sacrificing his dignity for his daughter, I felt conflicted. From a certain perspective, he was a good father trying to protect his child.

After a moment, I spoke slowly and carefully. “I won’t pursue the matter of her taking my ce, but shemitted a crime by hiring someone to n the car ident, even if she was incited.”

William Parker froze, his face going pale as the implications sank in.

I continued with gentle firmness. “I have no power to decide how the Northern Territory Pack Enforcement Division will judge her.”

“She is an adult and should pay for her actions,” I added. “If you really care about her, you should take this opportunity to teach her that there are no shortcuts in life.”

William Parker remained still, suddenly lookinpletely.

several years older. The fight seemed to drain out of him

Hugo stepped in front of him, his voice calm and analytical. “Mr. Parker, your daughter is considered an aplice.”

“Even if she’s sentenced, it will only be for a few years,” Hugo continued. “Moreover, prison is the safest ce for her.”

Hugo’s words caused William Parker’s expression to change slightly. “Are you saying…”

Hugo rified with clinical precision. ‘If your daughter returns to Riverside City now, will the mastermind let her go?”

He paused to let that sink in. “Would you rather see your daughter die, or have her lose a few years of freedom?b” /b

William Parker fell silent, processing this harsh reality. His shoulders sagged as understanding bdawned/b.

Soon after, William Parker left the hotel with his luggage, seemingly having understood bHugo’s /bblogic/b. His departure was quiet and resigned.

Tiooked up at Hugo with newfound respect. “bI /bbdidn’t /bexpect you to bbe /bbso /bbgood /bbat /bbpersuading /bbpeople/bb. /b

Chapter 178: Even If I Die

“Although she wasn’t the mastermind, she knew the car ident would cause casualties and still carried it out,” I continued thoughtfully. “So it still counts as intentional homicide. It’s not certain whether she’ll only be

sentenced for a few years.”

Hugo smiled with a hint of sadness. “If he had to choose between his daughter going to jail and his daughter being killed, I believe any father would choose the former.”

I lowered my eyes, lost in thought about family bonds and sacrifice.

“What’s wrong?” Hugo asked, noticing my contemtive mood.

I shook my head slowly. “Nothing, it’s just that Sandy Parker has such a father, yet she always thinks her father is bad to her. It’s quite sad.”

Hugo looked at me with understanding. “Thinking about your former foster parents?b” /b

I paused, not answering directly. Theparison was too painful to voice.

Hugo folded his arms and spoke gently. “But you have family who cherish you now, why dwell on the past?”

I was momentarily dazed by his words, then smiled with genuine warmth. “You’re right, there’s no need to dwell on those bad things from the past.”

“Including Marcus?”

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