The Coldest Man in the Room Melted Only for Me novel Chapter 558

"Dr. Vance, what exactly is going on?"

Looking at the worried expression on Holly's face standing in front of her, Riley didn't say anything more to Pierce. She hung up the phone and forced a weak smile. "It's nothing. Just a false alarm."

Seeing that Riley didn't want to talk about it, Holly wisely let it go. "As long as it's nothing. Let's go back and finish our lunch."

Riley nodded.

After lunch, Riley had calmed down. Back in the doctors' lounge, she didn't rest. Instead, she grabbed her phone to check the local news, desperate to verify if Pierce was telling the truth.

When the page refreshed, a breaking news alert about a morning car crash caught her eye.

The phrasing was clinical and restrained, merely stating that a rear-end collision had occurred on a city road earlier that morning. There were no casualties, and the identities of those involved were not disclosed.

But when Riley clicked on the attached photo and saw the damaged black Rolls Royce, her blood instantly turned to ice. That was Sebastian's car.

The last shred of hope in her heart shattered completely. The terror she had forcefully suppressed came rushing back, gnawing away at her reason and focus.

A dense ache squeezed her chest, and even her breathing trembled slightly.

She understood exactly what kind of position Sebastian was in right now—surrounded by enemies in a highly volatile situation. One wrong move, and he would fall into the abyss.

And she was the cause of it all.

"Riley, your softness toward him right now might end up costing him his life. Let's take Alora shopping this weekend, alright?"

Pierce's words echoed in her ears once more. Riley gripped her phone so tightly her fingertips turned pale and cold. After a long moment, she pushed down the surging bitterness in her chest and the redness in her eyes, opening her chat with Pierce.

She typed the words out with immense difficulty: [We'll go to the mall this weekend.]

A reply came almost instantly: [Great. I'll pick you up at 9 AM on Sunday.]

When Sunday arrived, Pierce showed up at eight.