Chapter 276

Heather couldn't help but think that if Tyrone had punched a real person, they'd either be dead or severely crippled. She wondered what could have made him so furious.

"What did you do to Mr. Elkin?" Caleb asked.

"Me? How is it my fault?" Heather was genuinely confused.

"Who else could it be?" Caleb replied, clearly frustrated. "Mr. Elkin has been putting off his work for days to look after you. Do you know how much money he's lost because of you?

"And now you're fighting with him? After everything he's done for you, the least you could do is go and make things right!" he urged.

Tyrone should have been happy to see Heather conscious, yet he was seething with anger instead.

Caleb knew she must have set him off again; no one else could get under Tyrone's skin quite like she did. He thought it was absurd that she'd argued with Tyrone right after waking up.

Heather, however, didn't believe it was her fault. Since regaining consciousness, she'd only uttered one thing before Ty