When Love Finds Its Way Back (Cassienne and Dreston) novel Chapter 304

Chapter Three Hundred And Four: Whosoever Did This Is Dangerous

Marianne’s eyes widened slightly. Harold slowly lifted his head.

Dreston continued calmly, leaving nothing out. “She discovered information connected to the old lab incident.”

That word again. ‘The lab.‘

Harold’s fingers tightened slightly against his knees. The movement was small. Almost invisible. But Dreston noticed it immediately.

Still, he said nothing. Not yet.

Dreston explained everything slowly afterward. Carefully. Without dramatizing anything. Tina’s threats, the emotional instability, the pressure, the fake engagement, the public scandals, and Cassienne’s attack. The gala incident. Tonight’s deliberate accident.

Every truth.

At several points, Marianne quietly covered her mouth while fresh tears rolled down her cheeks again. Because she truly had not known. Not the full extent of it. “She was never like this before,” she whispered painfully. “We thought she was simply obsessed with status… with you. We never imagined…”

Dreston believed her. Because honestly, he no longer believed Tina had started this chaos alone.

Someone had pushed her. Manipulated her. Used her desperation carefully. And now that she knew too much, someone had tried to kill her.

“We thought she was simply obsessed with status,” Marianne continued weakly. “We never imagined…”

Dreston remained silent briefly before speaking quietly. “She was terrified before the accident.”

The room went still.

“She came to the hospital trying to warn me,” he said. “She begged for protection.”

Marianne closed her eyes immediately. Another tear slipped down her cheek.

Harold finally spoke for the first time since arriving, his voice low and measured. “Do you believe her now?”

Dreston looked directly at him. “Yes.”

Silence followed afterward. Heavy silence.

Then Dreston finally addressed the next critical issue. “I’m transferring Tina to Simpson Medical in Losbourne toute crow morning”

Marianne looked up immediately.

“It’s safer there,” Dreston continued “Private medical wing Better protection More control

Harold nodded almost instantly “That’s the right decision ”

And somehow, the speed of his agreement unsettled Dreston slightly agat

Because throughout the entire conversation, Harold looked less shocked than expected. More thoughtful like a pesa old fears he thought were long buried

Dreston leaned forward slightly afterward, his presence commanding “There’s something else you botly meal to audi 18! Kid

His tone changed now Sharper More serious

Chapter Three Hundred And Four Whosoever Did This is Dangerous

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“We still don’t know who’s behind this.”

Marianne’s expression tightened immediately.

“So until we know more,” Dreston continued carefully, “do not trust easily. Don’t bring visitors around Tina. Don’t discuss this publicly.”

Then after a small pause: “Whoever did this is dangerous.”

The room became silent again.

Then finally, Dreston asked the question that had been sitting heavily inside his mind all night. “Is there anyone you suspect?”

Marianne immediately looked toward Harold. And for one brief second, their eyes met strangely. Quickly. Subtly. But long enough for Dreston to notice.

Then Harold answered quietly, “No.”

Dreston held his stare for another moment, trying to read him, trying to understand what that hesitation truly meant.

But eventually, he nodded once. “Alright.”

Hours had already passed. And exhaustion finally began settling heavily into his body now.

Dreston slowly stood from the couch afterward. And somehow, standing alone made him suddenly look older tonight. More worn down.

“I haven’t left this hospital since morning,” he admitted quietly.

Marianne’s expression softened immediately. Because only now did she truly notice how exhausted he looked.

Despite everything, he had stayed. Handled everything. Protected Tina when no one else would. Protected Cassienne. Protected

everyone:

Dreston grabbed his jacket slowly from the chair nearby. “I’ll return in the morning before the transfer arrangements begin.

Then before leaving, he added quietly, “If either of you remember anything… no matter how small… tell me immediately.

Nobody replied to that.

And once again, Harold’s silence lingered slightly too long.

Dreston finally left the lounge afterward. Steve followed behind him quietly while security remained stationed around the entire

ICU floor.

The drive home felt endless. Silent. Heavy.

Rain tapped softly against the car windows while Southvale’s streets passed quietly outside For once, Dreston did not check his phone. Did not answer emails. Did not speak.

His mind kept replaying everything: Tina’s terrified face.

The sickening sound of the accident, Cassienne screaming her name, the whispered word “lab.” And Harold’s strange, knowing

reaction.

And beneath everything, one terrifying truth remained. He still had no idea who the enemy was

By the time the convoy finally entered the Tremont mansion grounds, it was already deep into the night. Most of the lights inside the mansion had been dimmed Everything looked peaceful Warm Sate

And somehow, that nearly broke him.

The front doors opened quietly as he stepped inside. The house remained silent except for the faint sound of rain outside.

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