Chapter b573 /bShe Was Furious, and Regretful

    bJean /bdidn’t say a word–she just stood there, face cold and unreadable.

    bThe /bman narrowed his eyes slightly. b“/bBut if you keep stalling, I might just change my mind. What bis /bbit/bb? /bnning to bstay /band die with your family?”

    “Jean!”

    Sienna clenched her fists, anxiety shing across her face.

    She hadn’t felt a trace of fear when she first stepped into the giant cage; but now, seeing Jean hesitate, torn and unwilling to leave, she was suddenly terrified.

    Sienna could hear Jean’s thoughts–she knew exactly what Jean was worrying about. But right now…

    As long as Jean could leave this godforsaken ce in one piece, Sienna didn’t care about anything else.

    “Go. Please, just listen to your mother, okay?”

    Her voice was almost pleading.

    Tears shimmered faintly in her eyes, and as Jean watched her, her expression cracked–moved, despite herself.

    Her brothers were the same. Just like Sienna, they all wanted Jean to get out–now.

    “Alright. I’ll go now.”

    Jean didn’t want to waste her family’s sacrifice. She’d finally made up her mind.

    The man simply stared at her in silence, his expression unchanged–as if he couldn’t care less whether she stayed or left.

    Jean was just about to turn around and leave when her eyes happened tond on someone seated in a shadowy corner, Sarah.

    ?

    She was sitting just a few feet away from the Ginger family’s cage, tucked into a dark corner where it was hard to see her clearly.

    If Jean’s eyesight hadn’t been so sharp, she might’ve missed her entirely.

    “Sarah. You’ve got the nerve to show your face here?”

    Jean clenched her fists; her voice wasced with fury, practically shaking with rage as she demanded an

    answer.

    Sarah instinctively lifted her head at the sound. Ho

    looked deeply ufortable.

    gaze trembled; guilt flickered

    red across her face–she

    That man had told her she could leave anytime. But seeing the Ginger family in this state… if she just turned around and walked away, pretending not to see–she’d look utterly heartless.

    After all, she had brought all of this upon them.

    She was furious. She regretted it. But there was nothing she could do. iThis /iiwasn’t /iiwhat /iwe biagreed /i/bbion/i/b. biWasn’t /i/bbithe /i/b

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    bChapter /b573 She Was Furious, and Regretful

    bitarget /i/bbisupposed /i/bto be only iJean/ii? /iWasn’t this isupposed /iito /iibe /ia ishared /ibigoal/i/bi? /i

    Finished

    How bhad /bite to this–Jean being allowed to leave safely, while the Ginger family bwas /blocked bup /bbhere /bleft to be dealt with however he pleased.

    The moment she realized she’d been duped, Sarah had protested, but it was itoo /ite.

    She was too weak on her own–no match for him at all. Even if her people showed upter to bback /bherb, /bshe had no confidence they could defeat him.

    He was far too mysterious, too meticulous–there was no doubt he was a formidable enemy.

    Sarah’s heart twisted with guilt and confusion.

    She had no idea what to do anymore. All she could do was sit in the corner and wait–wait ito /isee how this man nned to deal with the Ginger family.

    No matter what happened, these people were her blood. They shared the same lineage.

    She had never meant to hurt them. Her target had always been Jean. iJean/i.

    Sarah remained silent, but Jean’s fury only burned hotter. iTeaming /iiup /iiwith /iisomeone /iilike /iithat/ii–/iidragging /iiyour /iown ifamily /iiinto /iithis/ii, /iwho iwould’ve /iithought /iiyou /iicould /iibe /iiso /iistupid/i.

    Hearing Jean call her stupid, Sarah’s eyes shed with a hint of irritation.

    But she didn’t argue back, because she knew Jean was right.

    “Jean, forget about her. She doesn’t matter. Just go,” Winston urged, his voice low and firm. In his eyes, Sarah truly didn’t matter, Jean had no reason to waste her anger on someone like that.

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