The Starfield Farming Sovereign (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 270

Chapter 270 Worried Mother

Her luxurious silk loungewear was smeared with blood and dust, and the bun she’d spent so much effort on had come undone. All her elegance had disappeared, replaced by nothing but the raw desperation and heartbreak of a mother powerless to help her child.

The family doctor and two medical robots moved around Denisse, working urgently through emergency procedures.

The sedative had already taken effect, but the girl’s last convulsions and silent tears before she drifted off left a mark on everyone in the room.

The doctor cleaned the wound, stopped the bleeding, and applied a layer of regenerative gel. His hands were steady, but his frown deepened with every step.

Treating the physical injuries was simple, but the torment ripping Denisse apart from within was beyond any of their reach.

Gabriel Hawthorne stood rigid in the doorway, his posture frozen by a lifetime of military discipline.

His fingers trembled, and the veins in his hands bulged, betraying the storm of rage and pain threatening to break him.

His eyes were bloodshot, not from exhaustion, but from fury and a sorrow so deep it nearly undid him.

He stared at the blood streak on his daughter’s forehead, his ears filled with his wife’s sobs and Denisse’s ragged breaths as the drugs finally began to ease her pain.

The butler waited at the edge of the room, his voice hushed as he broke the heavy silence. “Commander, Mr. Armstrong’s people just delivered something urgent.”

Gabriel’s attention was fixed on his daughter’s pale face and the bandages on her forehead.

He barely acknowledged the butler, his voice hoarse and lifeless. “Alright. Put it somewhere safe, and select some appropriate gifts to send in return. Thank Mr. Armstrong for me.”

The butler didn’t move. He hesitated, then lowered his voice further. “Commander, the couriers insisted. Mr. Armstrong said this package is for Ms. Denisse specifically, and it’s very important. He asked you to inspect it yourself.”

For Denisse?

Gabriel’s bloodshot eyes sharpened.

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Andrew was his old friend. The man was bold but never careless, and he would never interrupt Gabriel like this unless it truly mattered.

Gabriel forced himself to step away from the edge, swallowing the rage and grief boiling inside him. He took a long breath, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his face was cold and composed.

He glanced one last time at his daughter, who had finally fallen asleep under sedation, though pain still creased her brow. His voice dropped to a whisper as he spoke to his wife. “I’ll go see what it is. Stay with Denisse.”

Winona nodded, tears blurring her vision, every fiber of her being focused on their daughter.

Gabriel walked downstairs, his steps silent on the thick carpet, but the tension in his shoulders was unmistakable.

Downstairs, a guard stood waiting, holding a sealed box that looked almost crude in the elegant house.

Gabriel took the box. It felt strangely light in his hands.

He unlocked it with his clearance. Inside were three plain storage buttons, and beneath them, a folded letter.

He picked up the letter, but before he could open it, chaos erupted outside. Someone shrieked, voices shouted, and the sound of shoving echoed from the hall.

“Let me in! I have to see my dad! I want to see my mom!

“Get your hands off me! I’m the eldest daughter of the Hawthorne family! Who do you you are, stopping me?”

It was Laura’s voice.

Gabriel’s brow furrowed, his eyes turning icy cold.

think

Laura Hawthorne was the girl who had lived in his real daughter’s place, enjoying eighteen years of privilege as the family’s heiress.

When Denisse was suffering, Laura had taken her spot and become the living symbol of everything Denisse had been forced to endure.

Even though Laura had only been a baby at the time, her presence was a constant reminder of all that had been stolen from Denisse.

Once Denisse returned, Gabriel and his wife wasted no time removing Laura from their home.

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