Trick Him Into Divorce, Then Flee With His Unknow Kid novel Chapter 344

Chapter 344: Chapter 344 Think of it as doing something good for your daughter

Samantha stared at Ryan in disbelief.

Her breathing grew heavier.

She wasn’t stupid.

She knew exactly what it meant when evidence was being monitored and intercepted.

They had done this themselves.

They had personally walked into the trap and handed the police the key evidence they needed.

"Why?"

The word escaped her lips.

She wanted to rush toward him and demand an answer.

"That night, when you told me the gallery was going to be investigated..."

Her voice shook.

"That wasn’t a warning."

"It was..."

She couldn’t finish.

Because the truth was too cruel.

Too painful.

Ryan hadn’t been trying to help her.

He had been pushing them.

He knew that if Daisy and Samantha believed the gallery still contained evidence from years ago, they would panic.

They would go back.

They would search.

They would expose themselves.

And that was exactly what happened.

They had nowhere left to run.

No family backing them.

No reputation left.

No second chance.

They were desperate people backed into a corner.

And desperate people always made mistakes.

Samantha’s eyes burned with anger.

Before she could say anything else, Officer Wthimore stepped between them.

"Enough."

"Calm down."

"This is a police station. Don’t cause a disturbance."

Only then did Ryan finally look at her.

His expression remained unreadable.

"You can interpret it however you want."

Four simple words.

No explanation.

No defense.

Nothing.

That cold indifference hurt more than anger ever could.

Samantha trembled.

Officer looked at her sternly.

"If you hadn’t been desperate enough to search for traces of your past actions, we would never have found this lead."

"The websites and contact information you entered will be investigated thoroughly."

"We will follow every piece of evidence."

"And this time, the truth will not stay buried."

"No!"

Daisy suddenly stepped forward.

Her face was pale.

"There has to be some misunderstanding."

"It was Logan."

"I didn’t know anything about it."

"It was all him—"

Rose stood near the entrance.

She had been silent the entire time.

The accident.

The one that had destroyed her childhood.

The one everyone called a tragic mistake.

It had been planned.

A hired hit.

A murder.

And because her mother had survived but remained unconscious, Logan had waited.

He needed control of the gallery first.

Then he returned with divorce papers and forced her mother to sign them with her fingerprint.

For more than a decade, her mother had lain helpless in a hospital bed.

And Rose...

She had grown up abandoned.

Unwanted.

Alone.

All because of Daisy and the people behind her.

Now she was hearing Daisy try to escape responsibility.

Something inside Rose finally snapped.

She walked forward.

Grabbed Daisy’s arm.

Forced her to turn around.

Then—

Her hand struck.

The sound echoed through the lobby.

Daisy, unable to steady herself with her hands restrained, fell heavily to the floor.

For a moment, everything went silent.

Then Daisy looked up at Rose in fury.

"Rose!"

"You’ll pay for this!"

"You attacked an elder!"

"You’ll suffer for this!"

Rose looked down at her.

Her eyes were red.

But her voice was frighteningly calm.

"Don’t worry."

"It looks like you’ll be the one answering for your sins first."

"I’ll be watching when the truth comes out."

Daisy’s face changed.

"Rose!"

Officer immediately stepped forward.

"That’s enough."

"Back away."

"We don’t allow fights here."

Rose took two steps back.

Her expression remained empty.

But tears slipped from her eyes.

Not because she was weak.

Because after holding everything inside for so many years...

The pain finally had somewhere to go.

Samantha watched the scene unfold.

She was already at her breaking point.

Seeing Rose attack Daisy only made her anger explode.

She grabbed a heavy decorative piece from a nearby table.

If everything was already ruined...

Then she would at least make Rose suffer.

She raised it above her head.

But before she could bring it down—

A hand caught her wrist.

Hard.

Pain shot through her arm.

The strength of the grip was almost unbearable.

Samantha gasped.

Cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

Slowly, she looked up.

Ryan.

His eyes were terrifying.

Dark.

Cold.

Filled with a warning she had never seen before.

The fear that rushed through her was instinctive.

Her fingers loosened.

The decorative piece slipped from her hand.

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