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I had no idea what was going on in the mansion after that.
Gigi’s mother catching me outside her room had already been bad enough.
Then there was everything I’d overheard.
I didn’t know what to think anymore.
I kept remembering what O had told me. He didn’t trust Gigi, no matter what.
Even after she had proven herself to be a victim, he still didn’t believe her.
Now I was confused too.
What troubled me most was how much of Gigi’s story we could actually believe, especially when it came to what she’d experienced with Rocky.
She claimed she’d been kidnapped, and Ragnar and Theodore had definitely found her in terrible condition.
In fact, they had caught the criminal in the act.
If they hadn’t rescued Gigi when they did, she could have died.
A delay of even a minute might have been enough.
I was sitting alone in my room, turning all of this over in my head, when a hard knock at the door startled me so badly that my phone nearly slipped from my hands.
"Who is it?" I called, but no one answered.
The knock had been so aggressive that I hesitated to open the door. I had no idea who was waiting on the other side.
After a moment, I climbed out of bed and approached it.
The second I opened the door, I found Gigi’s mother standing in the doorway.
Behind her, Gigi was sitting on the living room couch, crying.
"Is everything okay?" I asked in confusion.
For a second, I wondered if this was still about her accusing me of listening to their conversation.
"What did you say to Oliver?" she screamed.
I gripped the doorframe and steadied myself before glancing past them.
In the distance, I spotted Ragnar approaching from near the end of the hall.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"You were the last person who went to see him, weren’t you? What did you say to my son that made him fall into a coma?" she shouted.
I immediately covered my mouth in shock.
Of course, I already knew why Oliver had slipped into a coma.
It was because of whatever O had given him.
I’d known this could happen even before the news reached me, long before anyone had made it public.
I had already expected this outcome.
"I don’t know what I could’ve said," I replied, forcing my voice to shake as though I were close to tears. "Why would anything I said put him into a coma? I don’t think I have that kind of power."
I swallowed hard, making sure I looked frightened by the way she was screaming at me.
"Come on. You’re leaving. You won’t stay here another day."
Stella grabbed my arm and began dragging me away.
At first, I was about to pull free, but the moment I saw Ragnar enter the wing, I deliberately let my body go completely limp.
That only made Stella drag me harder before shoving me toward the exit.
I fell right at Ragnar’s feet.
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