Chapter 1096
Remington immediately let out a harsh bark of laughter. "What a beautiful lie. 'Unintentional.' 'Terrified for her child.' How touching. Tell me, while her biological daughter was lying in a hospital bed fighting for her life, why was she out running ragged to protect the imposter who put her there? Over in Tranquil Meadows, Colin Porter 'unintentionally' put Nelson Madden in a coma, and right on cue, Eartha here 'unintentionally' puts my grandmother in the hospital. What a beautifully orchestrated act by a treacherous father and daughter."
Looking utterly innocent and frantic, Eartha pleaded her case.
"How can you say that, Remington? We've been sick with worry over Liz too! Have we missed a single day at the hospital? It's you who refuses to let us see her! As for your grandmother collapsing, I swear to God I didn't see it coming. Zion City has been buzzing with rumors for days. I naturally assumed she already knew everything..."
Remington had absolutely zero patience for her excuses. With a cold sneer, he cut her off sharply.
"I'm not here for your explanations, and I'm definitely not here to listen to your pathetic lies. You put my grandmother in a hospital bed, and now you are going to pay the price!"
His tone was bone-chillingly lethal. Conrad and Eartha's faces simultaneously drained of color, a deep sense of dread sinking into their stomachs.
"What do you think you're going to do?! Are you threatening to assault us in our own home?!" Conrad demanded, trying to project a confidence he didn't feel as the cold panic washed over him.
He refused to believe Remington would actually cross that line.
No matter how much power the Dashiell family wielded in Zion City, Conrad wasn't exactly a nobody.
Would Remington seriously dare to storm his house in broad daylight and resort to violence?
Remington didn't even acknowledge Conrad's hollow bravado. Instead, he stared down Eartha with a predatory smirk.
"You were certainly acting like quite the tyrant when you stormed into my family's estate. Strange how you've suddenly transformed into a cowering victim the second the tables turn."
Eartha frowned, maintaining her perfectly indignant facade.
"You are completely misunderstanding the situation, Remington. Yes, I admit my actions were impulsive and poorly planned, but I never intended to harm Fiona."
She defended herself repeatedly, then added with a tone of heavy sincerity.
"I am more than willing to apologize.
If you demand a price, name it. If
am truly found at fault, I will accept caces. The
the
is
need
for this aggressive escalation.
Remington scoffed. "Good. I'm glad to hear you're prepared for the consequences."
Her stomach dropped. The dark implication in his words sent a vicious wave of nausea through her.
Just as she opened her mouth to offer to cover all of Fiona's medical expenses and fly in any specialist in the world, her phone suddenly rang.
Remington, whose face had been set in a mask of absolute fury, paused at the sound. He cocked an eyebrow.
"Answer it."
Eartha stared at him. Meeting his deeply unnerving gaze, her eyes darted away, a sudden spike of terror clutching her chest.
Pulling the phone from her pocket, she saw the caller ID belonged to Jane, her most trusted assistant.
She looked back at Remington. He wasn't even watching her anymore. Moving with infuriatingly lazy grace he strolled over to the plush velv sofa in the corner of the room, sat down, and casually crossed his long legs. sŵnovel
As if sensing her terrified hesitation, he methodically brushed an invisible speck of dust from his tailored trousers, finally looking up to offer her an arrogant mocking hand gesture.
*Go ahead.*
Eartha's gut screamed that whatever was on the other end of the line was going to destroy her.
Conrad, assuming she was just too intimidated by Remington's hostile presence to answer, gently rubbed her arm.
"Who is it? It's fine, just answer it. Don't worry. I'm standing right here. Nobody is going to lay a finger on you."
"Okay."
She nodded at him, her trembling finger finally swiping across the screen to accept the call.