Chapter 482 Her body started to shake, wracked with sobs she couldn't control.
It felt like every breath she took was heavy with pain and despair.
Lester patted her blanket gently. "Sylvia, don't worry. I'll get to the bottom of this, I promise." Sylvia was grateful, but this was Kingstoria-here, the Garcia family basically ran the place.
Sure, the Sanford family had plenty of power back in Sea Town, but their influence stopped at the city limits.
And with Tristan making his position so clear, there was no way he hadn't covered all his bases.
She forced herself upright, sitting at the edge of the bed, and glanced at Edwin and Lester.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Edwin, Mr. Sanford... could I have a moment alone with my mom?" The two men exchanged a look, then nodded and quietly left the hospital room. Sylvia took Naomi's hand, tracing the scar on her mother's index finger.
She remembered it was from when she was a kid, and someone at school called her a bastard. Naomi had rolled up her sleeves and gotten into a fight for her. When it was clear she was losing, the other kid bit Naomi's hand so hard she almost lost her finger. Naomi just gritted her teeth and warned the kid, "She doesn't have a dad, but she's still my daughter. She's mine!" The police finally showed up, and Naomi managed to keep her finger.
Afterward, it was Naomi who hugged Sylvia and comforted her, even though she was the one hurt.
Naomi had no family-her own parents favored her brothers and dumped her on her elderly grandma. When her grandma died, Naomi scraped together enough grit to get into a third-rate college in Kingstoria.
She was young, naive, got taken advantage of, and that's how Sylvia cinto the world.
But Naomi never once said she regretted it.
She'd always say, "Sylvia, you're my family. You're all I need." Sure, Naomi had her flaws-she could be a little vain, a little greedy, and sometimes she was just plain scared of trouble. But to Sylvia, Naomi was the best and only family she had.
How could she possibly turn her back on her? She kissed Naomi's hand, tears streaming down her face. "Mom, I won't let anything happen to you." *** Office.
Chris dabbed sointment on Rupert's ear.
"You don't really think Sylvia and Mrs. Naomi would steal those three million, do you?" he asked.
Rupert didn't respond.
Chris hesitated, words almost spilling out. "You can't keep pushing—" "I'm sorry, it's my fault," Reese interrupted, guilt in her eyes. "I got caught up talking to my aunt, forgot to take my meds, almost passed out in the lobby. That's why I called Mr. Rupert in a panic. I was actually on my way to find Sylvia and Naomi. If I'd been there, none of this would've happened." At the mention of medicine, Chris frowned, his frustration obvious, but he just sighed and fell silent.
Just then, Lester and Edwin walked in.
Edwin didn't look happy. "Let the mother and daughter have stalone," he said quietly.
Lester cut straight to the point. "The Garcia family's security is airtight.
There's no way there aren't any records. And those dozens of custom bracelets-how could they just disappear and be sold off so easily?" "System broke," Rupert replied coolly.
"You really believe that?"
"Mr. Sanford, this is a Garcia family speak, matter," Rupert shot book, his eyes igy. The dontent is on novelenglish.net! Lester was at a loss for words.
He had no right to meddle in the Garcia family's business.
But then he drew himself up. "I can stay out of the Garcia family's affairs, but I have every right to get involved when it comes to Sylvia.
She's a Lloyd." Suddenly, the tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife.
Chris quickly stood up, trying to break mave the mood. "Ahem, I have patients to e' check on, so I'll leave you gentlemen to it." Lester turned to go. "I'll take Sylvia hto rest."
Edwin raised a hand to stop him. "No m need. Sylvia texted justow-she's heading hon her own. She needs stto cool off. Don't bother her." As he finished, he shot a meaningful look at Rupert.
Reese looked around, confused. "What are you all talking about?"