The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 827

Ferris's expression remained perfectly composed, polite and gentle as ever. "Why not? Are you trying to cover up the truth for Sabrina, Lucille?"

It was obvious he realized Lucille was hiding something too.

But instead of ripping her lie apart, he used a smooth, calculated pressure to back her into a corner.

Lucille's face hardened. I could practically see the intense internal battle warring in her eyes. Fresh beads of sweat broke out along her hairline. She opened and closed her mouth a few times before finally nodding in defeat. "Fine. Go then. Go ask her yourselves. I want to know exactly what that wretched girl said to set him off like this too."

I snapped into action the instant the words left her mouth, dragging Ferris toward the door. "Let's go, now."

I couldn't wait another second. I had to see Sabrina and wring the answers out of her.

"Slow down, Selena, remember you're pregnant!" Lucille called after us, sounding the picture of maternal concern.

Despite her apparent worry, irritation flared in my chest. I didn't want her hovering. "I'm fine. Stop following us. Go back and watch Maxwell."

"...Alright. I'll stay here," Lucille replied, the crushing disappointment clear in her tone.

A tiny pang of guilt pierced my chest at the sound of it, but it lasted less than a second before I shoved it aside, hurrying away with Ferris.

Ferris knew where Jada lived. Her luxury apartment was located on the east side of Port Capital, quite a distance from the Greenwood Care Center. To make matters worse, we hit rush-hour traffic.

By the time we burst through Jada's front door, she was the only one home.

"Where's Sabrina?" I demanded, pushing past Jada and storming through the apartment, checking every corner for a sign of my sister.

My heart was thrashing against my ribs.

If I could just find her, I could uncover the truth.