They Beg For My Return (Camila Jackson) novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115 All Was Planned

Rubbing his tired eyes. Turner asked, “Hazel, who is 17”

“Dr. Walker, Hazel replied.

“Dr. Walker? Who’s that?” Turner asked, furrowing his brows in confusion. He turned to Giovani, who was sitting nearby looking for an antwer

Recognizing the voice, Giovani said flatly “Let him in”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the villa door was pushed open. Michael strode in, clutching a thick folder, his eyes darting around the room urgently. “Where’s Camila?” he called out, impatience in his voice.

“Dr. Walker, Ms. Jackson is still resting, Hazel explained.

“Hazel, wake her up. It’s urgent, Michael insisted.

Hazel hesitated, glancing at Giovani, silently seeking his approval.

Giovani’s cold gaze locked onto Michael. “If this is about the Jackson family’s bankruptcy, you can leave. I’ll deal with it when the time comes,” he said in a low, commanding voice.

Michael bristled at Giovani’s domineering tone. Every time they met, Glovani’s presence was overpowering, his aura of power hard to ignore. Michael had met a lot of influential people in Sancho, but Glovani–young, wealthy, and radiating an almost suffocating charisma–was in a class of his own.

In the past, Michael had thought William and Harry were the top dogs among Sancho’s younger generation. But compared to Giovani, they were miles behind.

Michael raised his chin defiantly “You’re the one who caused the Jackson family’s bankruptcy, aren’t you?” he challenged. After a pause, he added, “Aren’t you worried Camila will hate you for it?”

The moment those words left his mouth, the atmosphere in the living room changed. Giovani, Turner, Keira, and Hazel all turned to Michael, their gazes heavy with unspoken meaning.

Michael shifted uncomfortably under their stares. ‘Fine,’ he thought bitterly. After what the Jacksons did to Camila, she might even be happy they went under.”

Taking a deep breath, Michael steadied himself. “I really need to talk to Camila. It’s important,” he said firmly.

Giovani stayed seated, his piercing gaze fixed on Michael. His eyes seemed to say. “If you don’t explain yourself, you’re not getting near her.”

Left with no choice, Michael gave in. “I have some leads about Camila’s missing kidney.” He revealed.

The room fell into a heavy silence. Giovani’s eyes sharpened instantly, a dangerous glint in them. His gaze was like a blade, cutting through the air with an intensity that could see through any lie.

Turner, who had been dozing off, suddenly snapped awake at those words, sitting up straight as if shocked by electricity. Keira and Hazel’s eyes widened in unison, their faces showing complete shock.

Even Lindsey, who had just come downstairs for breakfast, froze in place, her cane nearly slipping from her hand in surprise. Giovani immediately turned to Hazel and said, “Hazel, go get Ms. Jackson.”

Hazel had just started toward the stairs when she looked up and saw Camila standing silently on the second–floor landing. It was obvious from her expression that she had heard every word Michael had said.

Camila stood there, frozen like a statue, her body as tight as a bowstring stretched to the max. Every muscle in her body quivered a little, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief.

Losing her kidney wasn’t just a physical wound–it was a deep scar on her soul that would never fully heal

For a whole year, she’d been kept in the dark, not knowing who’d taken her kidney or where it had gone. And now, out of the blue, Michael had dropped a bombshell that shattered her fragile peace.

She walked down the stairs slowly, each step feeling heavy with the storm of emotions inside her. When she finally react Michael, her face was as pale as a ghost, her eyes locking onto his with a look that could cut through steel.

Suddenly, she lunged forward, gripping Michael’s arms so hard her nails dug into his skin. Her voice trembled as she demanded, “Michael, is it true?”

Without waiting for an answer, she pressed on Successfully unlocked! ate. Tell me who took my kidney? Who’s got

it now?”

Michael winced as Camila’s grip tightened. Seeing her so worked up, he tried to calm her down. “Camila, take a deep breath. Calm down.”

Camila couldn’t calm down, but when she met Michael’s steady, reassuring gaze, she forced herself to push down the

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storm inside, struggling to keep her emotions in check

Watching her pain and desperation, Michael felt a pang of sorrow Camila’s life had been so cruel-even as an outside couldn’t help but feel for her

Just then, Giovani’s voice cut through the tension. “Camila, come here,” he said, his tone unusually gentle. It was the first time he’d talked to her so intimately

But Camila, with her back to him, didn’t hear or see him. Giovani froze for a moment, realizing she couldn’t hear him. Without hesitation, he stood up, walked over, and gently took her hand

The warmth of his touch startled Camila, and she instinctively turned her head. She saw Giovan’s lips moving as he said.” Don’t rush, Sit down, and let’s talk this through.”

Following his lead, Camila sat down on the sofa, her gaze fixed on Michael, like she was afraid to miss a single det

Michael sat across from her, clearing his throat to steady his voice. “Camila, I know you’re desperate for answers, but this is really complicated. I don’t know who took your kidney, or whose body it’s in

“But one thing’s for sure–your kidney was targeted long before you went to prison.” As he spoke, he pulled out a stack of documents from his folder and laid them out on the coffee table, one by one.

“Take a look at this. Isn’t this the kidney compatibility test you did eight years ago? Why’d you take this test? And who took you to the hospital?”