The Real Heiress Is Coming Back (Hannah Carter) novel Chapter 14

Chapter 14

In the chaos, Hannah grabbed hold of Barnaby’s strong arm and found the Quinkie Acupoint. She pressed down with all her might.

Barnaby’s grip suddenly loosened. Hannah’s back hit the wall as she gasped for fresh air.

Then, in the next instant, there was a loud thud.

Barnaby clutched his head in pain, and a fist slammed into the wall beside Hannah.

A bright red fist print immediately stained the white wall.

“Barnaby,” Ronin quickly said, wrapping his arms around Barnaby’s waist and pulling him away from the wall to prevent further injury.

He called out to Hannah, “Get a doctor here, fast.”

Hannah took a deep breath, watching Barnaby struggle in pain, her heart pounding from the close call.

He was almost strangled to death.

“What are you standing there for? Hurry up. I’m about to lose it,” Ronin barked at Hannah when she didn’t

move.

“Let him go. I’ll handle this,” she said.

Hannah’s hand dropped naturally to her side. With a quick twist of her wrist, a needle appeared between her fingers.

Ronin nearly choked on his own disbelief at her calm tone.

us, and

you think some weak

‘Damn, when Boss snaps, she’s like a wild beast, tough enough to take on both of us, girl can handle it?’ he thought.

As he muttered this in his head, Barnaby suddenly elbowed him hard in the ribs. Ronin grunted, then was shoved backward, landing roughly on the ground.

Barnaby, in the grip of his episode, was like a crazed animal; he lunged at any prey in sight.

Just as he was about to attack Hannah, she stood calmly, unfazed.

She raised a finger. The needle at her fingertip aimed precisely at Barnaby’s Yintan Acupoint.

Barnaby froze, then in the next second, he went limp and slumped toward Hannah.

Ronin’s eyes widened. ‘No way, she’s using a hidden weapon? And Boss, who usually overwhelms two men when she loses control, just went down with a single needle?’ he wondered.

*****

In the infirmary, Barnaby slowly came to.

He opened his eyes to see an elegant face leaning over him, beautiful eyes with a cool, detached gaze.

The faint, pleasant scent on her skin reached his nose.

Soft hands gently pressed his temples, applying just the right amount of pressure, comforting and soothing.

It was the kind of relief he hadn’t felt in a long time.

Just as he closed his eyes, pretending to still be asleep to savor the moment, the hands lifted away.

“Since you’re awake, stop pretending,” her cool voice came from above.

Ronin, standing nearby, heard Barnaby stir and immediately leaned over the bed with concern. “Barnaby, you okay? Percival is on his way. You’ve never been out this long before. You scared me to death.”

Barnaby rolled his eyes inwardly. He couldn’t keep up the act any longer.

“Get lost,” he growled, pushing himself up, his whole body radiating an icy chill.

Ronin flinched at the shout, feeling hurt and confused.

He didn’t understand why Barnaby was so harsh, but he meekly replied and then really left the room.

Hannah fell silent as well.

Barnaby leaned back on the bed, staring blankly at his bandaged hand, lost in thought, replaying everything that had just happened.

“If you’re okay, Mr. Thole, I’ll take my leave,” Hannah said, turning to go.

She had wanted to leave earlier, but was stopped by Ronin, who said she couldn’t until Barnaby woke up.

After all, she was the one who gave him that shot.

“If they knew you were still alive, with the way my brothers and sisters operate, do you really think they’d let you go so easily?” Barnaby looked up, his gaze sharp and fierce, locking onto Hannah’s retreating figure.

Without his gold-rimmed glasses, his narrow eyes gleamed with cutting intensity.

Hannah’s steps halted. The horrors of that year flashed through her mind again, scene after scene.

The Thole family brothers had torn each other apart; her adoptive father was framed and thrown into prison, and her adoptive mother died tragically in a car crash.

With one sentence, he had washed his hands clean of everything.

‘But is that really the truth?’ she wondered.

“Oh, y-you were Uncle Barnaby?” Hannah turned back.

It was as if she had just recognized the man before her, yet her gaze remained icy and distant.

Barnaby almost laughed. Was that supposed to be acting? That’s a bit sloppy, he thought.

He exposed nothing, though. The sharpness in his eyes softened. “You’re not in a hurry to cut ties with me anymore?”

Hannah was silent for a moment.

“What do you want?” she asked, watching him closely.

She couldn’t figure out Barnaby’s intentions. ‘If he knows I’m still alive, is he going to tell the other Thole family members?’ she wondered.

Barnaby caught the wariness in her eyes, and he disliked that unfamiliar distance.

His expression didn’t change. He simply gestured to her. “Come here. Let me see; your neck is okay, right?”

Hannah didn’t move. She stared straight at him with her chilly gaze. “Uncle Barnaby, you were sick.”

Barnaby stayed silent.

He was sick, but something about the certainty in her tone rubbed at him strangely.

“The western medicine your assistant fed you contained gabapentin and carbamazepine, which are used for neuropathic pain.

“Judging from that and how your episode looked, I guessed you had severe chronic headaches, and it had been going on for a long time,” she said.

Hannah recalled how Ronin had brought Barnaby into the infirmary.

Ronin had only asked the school doctor to treat the injury on his hand, then sent the doctor away.

After that, he took out a small bottle, shook out a pill, fed it to Barnaby, and only then went to make a call.

She had seen the pill at that moment.

Its shape was similar to the medication a doctor friend she met online had been developing for headaches, so she had taken a closer look.

“Go on,” Barnaby said, narrowing his eyes as he looked at the girl radiating cold detachment.

‘How did the little princess who used to cling to me every day turn into this?’ he wondered.

“These two types of ingredients have side effects. You shouldn’t take them long-term. I learned some traditional medicine from Grandma, and I could cure it for you,” Hannah said.

Then her tone shifted. “But as payment, you need to keep my existence hidden from the Thole family until I turn eighteen.”