"I only got a quick glance, but it looked like a psychiatric prescription," I explained patiently. "The slip is in my desk drawer."
"Understood," Leon caught my drift instantly and smiled with absolute confidence. "Leave it to me."
Thinking about how heavily barricaded Capital General was right now, I frowned. "Will it be too dangerous?"
Leon flashed a brilliant smile. "Don't worry. It's a walk in the park."
After ironing out the plan, Leon offered to drive me back to the apartment. Since it was on the way, I didn't turn him down.
But halfway there, Lucille's name flashed across my phone.
Remembering the threats she had made the night before, I answered the call right in front of Leon.
"Selena, where are you? Get to the estate right this second!"
The estate?
Hearing those two words made my chest tighten.
It seemed Lucille had actually marched over to the Sterlings to demand answers. Judging by the hysteria in her voice, she had just had the door slammed in her face.
"Let's do this another day," I tried to talk her off the ledge. "Just go home for now."
"Absolutely not!" Lucille flatly refused, her rage boiling over. "Look around Port Capital! What kind of elite family abandons their own daughter-in-law when she's in a crisis? If they didn't want the baggage, they shouldn't have agreed to the marriage in the first place! Now they think we're a nuisance? Fine! Let the paparazzi follow us, let them expose your secret marriage!"
Hearing that final threat, I couldn't sit still anymore. I knew Lucille was screaming just loudly enough for Vivian to hear, but she completely failed to realize that one of Port Capital's top four families wouldn't flinch at a cheap bluff like that.
"What do you mean, 'the Lennox heir'? What kind of nonsense are you talking about?"
As I spaced out, Lucille's frantic voice snapped me back to reality. "What's wrong?" I asked, bewildered.
"That Leon kid who took the fall for you at the press conference today," Lucille hissed, dropping her voice to a furious whisper. "Your mother-in-law says he's the youngest son of the Lennox family. She even insinuated that you two are having an affair!"
The mention of Leon made me freeze. My eyes slowly slid toward the driver's seat in total disbelief.
Remembering the way Lucille had raged over the phone, I worried she would clash with Vivian. I nodded. "Then could you please drop me off at Emerald Avenue?"
"Emerald Avenue?" Leon repeated the words, pausing for two seconds before asking, "That's the most exclusive billionaire neighborhood in Port Capital. I didn't realize Dr. Hayes had such wealthy friends hidden away."
I stayed quiet, consumed by guilt.
Fifteen minutes later, Leon pulled over to the curb and reminded me, "Call me if anything happens."
I waved goodbye, turned, and started walking toward The Sterling Estate.
The main entrance was just around the bend.
As I walked toward the gates, completely lost in thought, a violent screech of tires suddenly shattered the quiet suburban night.
A massive, predatory vehicle slammed on its brakes just inches from my feet. I spun around in sheer terror, only to realize that the car idling aggressively behind me was Ferris's.

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