Chapter 250



Tyrone’s aged tears moved Kallie, yet she held firm to her stance, recalling her mother’s tears whenever her grandfather was mentioned.

Regardless of whether Tyrone was her biological grandfather, Kallie had no interest in the Nixon family fortune.

Kallie placed a hand on her abdomen, mustering the strength to stand up. Using sign language, she communicated her gratitude to Tyrone. She expressed her appreciation for his kindness in granting her to leave and vowed not to hold Bria accountable for the latter’s misdeeds in the past few weeks.

Bria and Kallie continued their conversation, each gesture heavy with unspoken emotion.

Bria was visibly the most nervous of them all. She no longer expected Ewing to intervene and reasoned that they had yet to do the paternity test, and perhaps Tyrone was just temporarily confused. She felt compelled to get rid of Kallie as soon as possible. If not, the complications would never end.

With these thoughts, Bria quickly approached Kallie, who was on her way out.

“Where do you think you’re going? You wrecked my gift, set me up, and now you’re deceiving my grandfather! You think you can just walk away? No way!” Bria yelled.

Kallie’s gaze was icy as she locked eyes with Bria, noticing a glint of murderous intent in Bria’s gaze.

Kallie chuckled wryly. She had been willing to let Bria off the hook, but Bria’s continual antagonism changed her mind.

Meanwhile, Linsey, after struggling through the crowd, finally made it to the front. Seeing Kallie, she couldn’t hold back her tears.

It was the first time Linsey had ever lost her composure in public.

Linsey’s concern for Kallie was deep and constant. No matter what she was engaged in, thoughts of Kallie lingered in her mind, overshadowing all else.

Knowing Kallie’s condition, unable to speak and bearing a child, Linsey felt her friend must be enduring immense struggles. Linsey’s disdain for the Hayes and Reeves families grew as she considered their empty promises. They had professed their commitment to protect Kallie, yet their actions, or lack thereof, proved them unreliable.

Linsey’s frustration extended even to her own brother, Ethan, who failed to offer the support and dependability Kallie desperately needed.

Linsey’s emotions were overwhelming as she approached Kallie, tears streaming down her face. “Kallie, you look like you’ve lost a lot of weight. What happened to you? It’s Bria, isn’t it? How dare she keep you confined? I’m calling the police right now!”

Bria, caught off guard, widened her eyes in shock and quickly retorted, “What are you talking about? I’ve already explained to you. Kallie has been well cared for under my roof. How can you call that confinement?”

As this exchange unfolded, Kallie struggled to free her hand from Bria’s firm grip but failed. With her free hand, Kallie tenderly wiped away Linsey’s tears, a silent gesture of comfort.

Unable to use sign language due to her restrained hand, Kallie turned her head and fixed Bria with a cold, intense glare.

The fierceness in Kallie’s eyes was a stark departure from her usual subdued nature, and it caught Bria off guard. Guilt began to seep into Bria’s conscience, remembering that Kallie was the pathetic victim of human trafficking.

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