Married Your Girl Bestie as a Dare? Congrats You're Stuck with her now novel Chapter 84

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“She’s our client. We owe her. Keep fueling the flames online. Don’t let it die down. A so-called heiress who turns out to be a brutal killer? Some people don’t even deserve to be called human.”

He picked a random umbrella from the stand. “Also, have the doctor give her another full check-up. And hire

two more staff-they need to know how to prepare proper meals for recovery.”

He said it like it was nothing. Like he had a hundred umbrellas-and wouldn’t mind holding one out for

someone else.

So that was how Sloane came to live in the countryside villa.

Every day, the private doctor came by to monitor her progress. Her vision loss was due to trauma to the

optic nerve-caused by oxygen deprivation during the drowning.

She was cooperating with treatment, but improvement was slow.

On another rainy day, Sloane cautiously tapped her white cane across the doorstep.

Her foot landed on slick moss.

She gasped as her body began to fall-but strong arms caught her just in time.

“If you need fresh air, ask the housekeeper to come with you.”

Devlin steadied her, and in the closeness that followed, she could just make out a smile in his eyes.

“Sorry,” she murmured. “Didn’t mean to be a burden.”

“It’s not a burden,” Devlin smiled and said softly. “Once your health improves, I’ll honour the agreement. We’ll

get you safely out of the country. Unless… you’d rather stay in Riverstone?”

Sloane shook her head, voice faint. “No. There’s nothing left here for me. No one, and nothing.”

In recent days, she’d slowly pieced together what had happened.

The letter and video caused an absolute uproar online. Vivienne, once the darling of high society, was now

branded a cold-blooded killer. And no amount of PR could suppress the truth. The public wasn’t letting this

“Vivienne’s a murderer. Death would be too easy for her. Let her rot in prison forever.”

“She’s disgusting. Leaked that apology Sloane was coerced into signing, then acted like a damn psycho when

she killed. Textbook antisocial”

“Rot in hell, killer. Rot in hell!”

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The rage only escalated. Even Blake Corporation’s stock price crashed repeatedly from the scandal.

Rumour had it Vivienne was taken in for questioning the same day the footage dropped. Though some tried

to excuse her behaviour with mental illness…

The truth was-Vivienne was currently locked away at Riverstone Psychiatric Hospital.

The case was too serious. And since Sloane’s body hadn’t been found, there was still no closure.

A month earlier, Vivienne’s lawyer had helped fake self-inflicted wrist injuries and forged a certificate diagnosing her with a severe mental break-hoping to get her off on medical grounds.

So now, by legal procedure, she was being held under psychiatric observation-day in, day out.

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Declan had been unconscious for three days after collapsing at the hospital. And the moment he came to,

the first thing he heard from his assistant was news that set everything in motion.

If they wanted to protect Vivienne from prosecution by stashing her away in a psych ward… then he’d simply

use that to his advantage.

He pulled strings and had her secretly transferred to the most rundown psychiatric hospital far from the city

-a place where no one would come looking.

“Mr. Hawthorne, today Miss Blake will receive a double dosage. Treatment includes electroconvulsive

therapy…”

A doctor reported the day’s plan in a flat voice.

Beyond the glass window, a nurse placed a cup filled with white pills in front of Vivienne. Her pupils contracted sharply. Her eyes burned with hate as they locked on the man standing behind the glass. ·

“Declan Hawthorne! Do you want me dead?!” She screamed like a madwoman, knocking the pills to the floor.

She’d had enough.

She wasn’t even mentally ill-yet they were forcing her to swallow psychiatric meds every day.

The side effects were brutal. Her body felt like it was falling apart. In less than a week, her hair had started

falling out in clumps. She was the precious daughter of the Blake family-how could she endure this kind of

torment?

Vivienne was on the edge.

“I’m not taking them! I’m not doing shock therapy either! Get away from me! Get out, all of you!”

She launched herself off the bed. Just then, the door was shoved open-and Declan stepped in, face dark

with fury. He didn’t hesitate. His foot shot out and landed squarely in her abdomen.

“Ahhh!”

Vivienne crumpled to the floor, clutching her stomach. “You bastard! How could you be so cruel? What did I

do wrong, Declan? I just loved you too much. I’ve loved you for more than ten years! How could you treat me

like this?!”

When the man said nothing, terror flooded her. She broke down, grabbing his leg, her voice desperate.

“Please! Please, I’m begging you, Declan! I know I was wrong. Let me go-I’ll do anything you say!”