"They're fine, so don't worry." Vanessa's pregnant belly was prominent underneath her white coat. Her smile was as gentle as always. "Ned protected Ms. Dalton well, so she only had a dislocated ankle. It's already been tended to. Ned's also only been bruised and scratched in a few places."Angeline was relieved to hear that. As long as Ned and Ingrid weren't badly injured, Anne could probably be released soon."Dr. Stone, we've received a call from the ER. They need you there," a nurse popped her head out of the elevator and called out to Vanessa urgently.Angeline moved aside to make way for Vanessa. "You should go, Vanessa.""Alright." Vanessa put her stethoscope into the pocket of her coat. "It's late, so be careful when you head home. Text me when you arrive."Angeline nodded. After leaving the building, she sat in the dimly lit garden. She looked down at her phone and punched in a number she'd memorized. But she hesitated before calling it.As Zachary had said, the current N
Ned's frown deepened at Tommy's words. He flicked his cigarette, looking impatient."If not for you plastering Angeline's photos all over Oceanford College to threaten Ingrid not to leave without a word, we probably wouldn't be able to find her now," Tommy said.The tree leaves rustled in the night breeze. Some loose strands of Angeline's hair fluttered as well, blocking her vision. It was hard to discern the look in her eyes.Angeline clutched her phone tightly. Her eyes burned with unshed tears. So, that was why Ned had plastered photos of her all over Oceanford College. He was using her to threaten Ingrid. How ridiculous."What exactly are you getting at?" Ned asked impatiently.Tommy stubbed out his cigarette and leaned close to Ned. "Though you swore nothing happened between you and Angeline that night, it's still a thorn in Ingrid's side. I bet it makes you uneasy, too."Ned's eyes darkened at having his sore spot prodded at. "So?""I bet Angeline will call you soon to spe
"This whole thing is just an accident. I hope you'll—""Ending up in bed with me was an accident; pushing Ingrid down the stairs was also an accident. Accidents happen to you quite often, don't they, Angeline?" Ned cut her off coldly. "Be at Regalia Hotel at 7:00 pm tomorrow."Explain this to my face. Otherwise, I'll make sure your adoptive mother spends the rest of her life in prison. You know me—I'm a man of my word." He hung up.Angeline's mind was blank as she listened to the dial tone on the other end of the line. She was seriously starting to doubt whether she truly understood Ned. In fact, she wasn't sure whether Ned wanted her to be at the hotel tomorrow so she could actually explain, or so he could drug her.Ned was infamous in Oceanford for being a bully, but he'd always treated her extremely well. The way he treated her and her love for him had formed a halo effect in her perception of him. She couldn't analyze the situation accurately because of that.At that moment, h
"Ms. Dalton," Angeline interrupted. "I'm not your boyfriend, so I can't provide you a sense of security. But once I've decided to give up on something, I won't ever turn back. That's something you can trust.""I'm sorry, Angie. I'm just … I just don't know who else I can speak to about these things." Ingrid bit her lip. "I'll talk to Ned about dropping the case against your adoptive mother. Don't worry about it.""Well … will I still need to head to Regalia Hotel this evening?" Angeline asked."What?" Ingrid was lost."Ned told me to meet him at Regalia Hotel at 7:00 pm to explain everything to him in person. Otherwise, he'd have Anne spend the rest of her life in prison."Angeline had to admit that she had a hidden agenda by telling Ingrid about this. Now, she no longer dared to place her faith in anyone's scruples and conscience. She hoped Ingrid could stop her and Ned from meeting again.After all, no one would want their significant other to meet their ex. And Ned couldn't sa
"That won't be a problem. We've already had a meeting over this earlier—we have to clear the air. Our crew will also contact the airport," the young woman said. "What about your second condition?""Don't disturb Professor Lawson," Angeline said."Of course. Rest assured, we won't." In truth, the crew had already contacted Robert before speaking to Angeline. He was unwilling to have anything to do with the program.…At 2:00 pm, Oceanford's police force released a statement that a man with the last name Houston had been taken away for investigation. At the same time, the crew of The Family Search published a long tweet.They explained the situation from A to Z, including the reason they'd invited Anne to join the program. Since she didn't know how to purchase a flight ticket, the crew had arranged everything for her before informing her of the time and date.They weren't speaking without proof. The tweet came with a recording of the phone conversation between Anne and the crew. In
"Now that we're divorced, it's best if we don't see each other from now on. We shouldn't even have anything to do with each other. It's the only way for you to make Ms. Dalton feel secure." Angeline still held some hope for Ned's conscience. "It's the best for you, for me, and for Ms. Dalton."Ned hung up without another word. Angeline put down the phone, feeling empty inside. She could only hope Anne's matter would end here.Now that she could relax, she ate something before calling Zachary and asking him whether he could get Anne out of the police station."Things aren't going too well, Angie," Zachary said grimly. "I don't know what the guy who pushed Anne said to the police, but I'm thinking of something. Don't panic, okay?"Angeline tightened her grip on her glass of water. "Okay. Thanks for this."As soon as she hung up, her phone started vibrating again. She hurriedly answered it and said, "Hello?""Angeline Emmerson?" The voice sounded familiar."This is she," she answer
As Tommy spoke, he glanced at Ned. "Besides, whether or not that York woman meant to push Ingrid, there's no changing that Ingrid was injured because of her. Even if you want to plead on her behalf … you should drink a few glasses in apology, shouldn't you?""Exactly! Have a few drinks to show your sincerity!" someone cried. "If you can't handle hard liquor, I'm sure you can still handle a few glasses of red wine!"Angeline stood at the entrance. She looked straight at Ned, who sat casually in the middle of the room. She walked toward the table, removing her scarf and revealing her face as she moved.Then, she draped her scarf over the back of a chair before grabbing a large wineglass and placing it before her. She turned the turntable, bringing a decanter filled with scotch to her. She poured some into the wineglass before her.Angeline's skin was extremely fair; it made the bruises on the side of her face, jaw, and neck all the more obvious. "When we met at 12, I had pesticide on
Ned turned to look at Tommy at the mention of Henrietta. Only then did he realize Angeline was here because she'd been threatened."Where's the drug?" Her voice was so calm it was almost devoid of emotion. "You wanted me to come so you could lace my drink, right? I've already prepared my drink."Silence descended upon the room. The people who'd been watching the circus fell eerily silent.Tommy thought Ned had told Angeline about their plan. He nudged the latter and said, "Don't tell me you can't bear to go through with it, Ned."Ned merely stared silently at Angeline. Tommy grabbed the small bottle before Ned and walked over to Angeline. He poured the powder inside the bottle into Angeline's wine glass and stirred it. "This is a truth serum, Ms. Emmerson. Drink it so that Ned can ask you a few questions."Truth serum?If not for Angeline overhearing Ned and Tommy's conversation at the hospital, and if not for them pulling all sorts of tricks to get her to the hotel, she would've