Chapter 984



Though Brysen couldn’t express her thoughts clearly, she was still trying to help Kallie find out the truth.

Even though seeing Neal again might bring back terrible memories for Brysen, she still brought Kallie here.

When Kallie turned back, she saw Brysen trembling violently behind her, too afraid to even look at Neal.

Kallie’s heart ached for Brysen. Any sympathy she might have had for Neal and his mother evaporated. Neal might be a pathetic sight, but Brysen was the real victim.

Kallie glared at Neal’s mother.

“You know who I am,” she said coldly.

“And now that I’ve found you, you can’t run anymore. You better cooperate and tell me what I want to know. If you do, maybe I’ll let your son live.”

Tears welled up in Neal’s mother’s eyes, and she dropped to her knees in front of Kallie.

“Please, just spare my son. I’ll tell you anything you want to know. I know all about his dirty dealings. He can’t talk right now, but I can.”

Kallie’s face softened a little.

“Give me a few minutes,” she said coldly. She needed to take care of Brysen first.

Kallie sent Brysen back to the car and returned with a couple of bodyguards to where Neal and his mother were waiting.

Neal’s mother was still there. She insisted they go back to her place to talk. She looked terrified.

Updates loaded at g𝖺𝓵𝓷σv𝑒𝓁s.co𝓶 “I’m trapped,” she whispered.

“We’ve been watched for years. Your being here has already made that man suspicious. If I tell you the truth out here in the open, he’ll kill me before I can even say his name.”

Kallie nodded.

“I understand,” she said.

“Let’s go to your place.” They walked to a rundown apartment building and went inside. Neal’s apartment was a dump. There was hardly any furniture, and the place looked like a bomb had gone off.

The rooms were tiny and dark. Kallie figured no wonder Neal had gone crazy. It was enough to drive anyone insane.

Kallie’s subtle frown did not go unnoticed by Neal’s mother.

Neal’s mother offered a timid smile tinged with anxiety.

“Forgive me for not tidying up the house today. I’m afraid all I can offer is that chair over there.”

“It’s fine,” Kallie said, her tone reflecting surprise rather than scorn, as she digested the stark reality of Neal’s situation.

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