Chapter 66 You Cannot Save Him

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The martent Sierra saw the bman/b, she immediately confirmed Dickson’s identity. He looked just like Daphne. The siblings were prtically carved from the same mold, with a delicate, almost fragile appearance that made them seem easy to bully.

“Who are you?” Dickson’s eyes were filled with wariness as he looked at the unfamiliar person outside.

My bname /bis Sierra Xander. I’m a friend of Daphne’s!”

Dickson was about to say that Daphne had no friends when Sierra added. “I met her in prison.”

Dickson froze for a moment, clearly not bexpecting /bthe girl in front of him to have been incarcerated. When he snapped back to reality. he grabbed Sierra’s arm.

Jonathan, standing nearby, immediately stepped forward, his expression turning cold. “Let bgo/b.”

Startled. Dickson instinctively released Sierra, but his eyes bremained /bfixed on her. “Do you know how Daphne died? They said there was a fire in the prison that she burned to bdeath/b. I don’t believe it”

Sierra pressed her lips together. Of course, she knew how Daphne died. She bcould /bstill hear Daphne’sst word as she took her final breath. “Mom.”

No wonder they set bthat /bfire in the prison. It was to cover up their sins. A single fire, and all those innocent lives vanished. without a trace.

Looking at Dickson, who bwas /bvisibly agitated, Sierra tightened her lips before saying. “She did die in the fireb.” /b

She had no intention of telling him the truth. It wouldn’t help him. It bwould /bonly get him killed.

Hearing Sierra’s words, disappointment flickered in Dickson’s eyes.

Sierra continued, “I came looking for you a few days bago/b, but you weren’t home. Your momb…/b”

Authat, Dickson’s eyes reddened bagain/b, filled with deep hatred. “It was my fault. If I had juste back sooner…”

He didn’t finish his sentence.

Sierra pulled bout /ba card she had prepared in advance and held it out to him. “Go live somewhere else. Or leave Maviston.”

She had put 30,000 dors bon /bthe card. Though not much, it was something.

Afraid he wouldn’t ept it, she deliberately badded/b, “Daphine asked me to give this to you.”

But Dickson took a step back and shook his head. ‘Daphne didn’t have money.”

If she did, she bwouldn’t /bhave tried to embezzle funds for his surgery.

Back then, he had been so naive, actually believing bthere /bwere good people in this world. He had believed Daphne when bshe /btold him the money was a bloan /bfrom her boss.

It bwasn’t /buntil she bwas /bbarrested /bbthat /bhe realized bwhere /bthe money had reallye from.

He knew Sierra was hiding things from him, but he was still bgrateful/bb. /bHer kindness was enough.

“The house is a mess, so I bwon’t /binvite you in. Thank you foring before.” bDickson /bsaid.

it weren’t for them, his mother’s body might have rotted before anyone even noticed. The people in this neighborhood were cold. Even if they sensed something was wrong, they wouldn’t bother meddling.

With that, Dickson turned band /bwalked toward bhis /bhouse. His steps were bunsteady/bb, /band bjust /bas Sierra was about to say something, he suddenly copsed.

“Careful!”

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She rushed forward to help him up, but the moment she touched him, she frownedb. /b“You have a fever.”

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“I won’t die. Dickson said dismissively. He pulled away from her and got up on his own. As he moved, his oversized T–shirt shifted, exposing part of his back.

Sierra caught sight of bruises and wounds. She froze.

The video she had seen before shed through her mind, and suddenly, everything clicked. She grabbed Dickson’s wrist. “You’re going to the hospital.”

Dickson was about to refuse when he saw Sierra staring at his back. His face paled, and he suddenly wrenched his hand away. “Don’t touch meb./b”

Sierra stumbled back from the force of his shove, nearly falling. Jonathan caught her, his gaze toward Dickson as cold as

death.

Sterra didn’t notice Jonathan’s reaction. She only looked at Dickson, who had be tense and defensive. Listen to me. You need to go to the hospital.

When he didn’t respond, she added, “If you agree to go, I’ll tell you the real cause of Daphne’s death.”

Dickson’s entire body stiffened.

Half an hourter, outside the emergency room, Sierra sat with a mask on, waiting for the doctor. Jonathan stood beside her. Watching her anxious expression, he couldn’t help but ask, “Why do byou /bcare so much?”

Sierra didn’t know how to exin Daphne’s story to him. It was too filthy, too disgusting. Someone as clean as Jonathan shouldn’t bhave /bto hear it.

After a pause, she simply said, “I knew Daphne. This is the least I can do.”

Jonathan nced at her, his voice indifferent. “You can’t save him. You can’t save someone who only wants to die.”