Chapter 586



Jake and Kallie exchanged a look of alarm.

Before Jake could pull free his hand, the door swung open. Kallie acted quickly, pressing Jake’s hand against her neck as if he were choking her.

Jake, catching on, tightened his grip just enough to sell the illusion.

Griffin entered the room, his brows raised in surprise at the sight of Kallie’s seemingly pained expression.

Griffin didn’t rush to stop Jake. Instead, he casually strolled to the side, as though entertained by the scene before him. He watched them with mild curiosity, a faint smirk etching on his lips.

Kallie appeared to be pushing Jake’s hand away, but in fact, she was gripping it tightly, refusing to let him pull it back. They had no choice but to take the risk.

Jake’s heart raced, but he maintained his act, gritting his teeth in silent fury.

Kallie’s face grew paler, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. Just as it seemed her strength was fading, Griffin stepped forward and yanked Jake away from her, delivering a swift kick for good measure.

Griffin snapped at Jake, his eyes flashing with contempt, “Do you seriously want to strangle her to death? Are you out of your mind?”

Jake adopted an expression of frustration and hurt. “She just admitted it! She not only planned the last attack but also mockingly said we’d never find the mole. She also told me your father trusts her so much, and that we’re powerless against her.”

Griffin’s gaze darkened as he shifted to Kallie, his expression growing colder. Yet, instead of exploding with rage, he sneered, shaking his head at Jake. “You fool. She’s baiting you. Can’t you see she’s purposely provoking you? If my father had come to see her tonight, we’d be in deep trouble.”

Kallie, still weak and pale, propped herself up on the bed, her voice soft yet tinged with defiance. “I didn’t say that. I don’t know why White harbors such malice toward me. I was nearly killed. Why would I joke about my life?”

Griffin stepped closer to her, his eyes narrowing. He leaned over her, his voice low and dangerous. “You won’t stay smug for long. Whatever game you’re playing, trying to turn me against my father, it won’t work. Keep dreaming.”

Kallie’s eyes flickered, seemingly betraying a brief moment of fear.

Griffin seized her chin, forcing her to look up and meet his gaze.

Despite her frail state, Kallie’s spirit remained unbroken. Griffin could see the mockery in her eyes, and for a fleeting second, he almost admired her. He was convinced that she would never bow or beg for mercy even if she was tortured. If their paths had crossed earlier, he might have found himself falling for her.

But the timing of their encounter couldn’t be worse. She was wild and untamable, a force of nature destined never to remain by his side. However, it sparked a flicker of anticipation within Griffin. Something was thrilling about the idea of children born with her fire.

Griffin found himself filled with anticipation. A twisted smile curled his lips, though his eyes remained cold.

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