Chapter 932

Jennifer glanced at Maxwell and asked, "Can you really bring yourself to do that?"

Maxwell's voice dripped with bitterness as he replied, "Compared to losing you and the kids, what else could I possibly care about? She brought this on herself. Honestly, she's getting off easy."

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At the hospital, Camila broke down when she learned she'd be sent back to the village once she recovered.

"What did you just say?" she snarled, glaring at Michael. "Was this Maxwell's idea? Or that bitch Jennifer's?"

Michael studied the woman before him. The more he looked, the more he saw traces of Rachel in her.

He scoffed, disdain evident in his tone. "Mr. and Mrs. Lance are one and the same. It doesn't matter whose order it was. Her decision is also his decision!"

Camila slammed her fists against the bed in frustration, shouting, "Where's Maxwell? Get him here now! I refuse to believe he would abandon his mother or stand by and watch me suffer like this!"

She had fought her way out of that remote