?<strong>Chapter 628:</strong>


    “Joelle!” Liza sprang to her feet, outrage shing in her eyes. “Are you trading my life for your son’s?”


    Joelle remained unflustered. “Isn’t it just the money you’re after?” With Liza now among them, there was no easy way to let her walk away.


    At that moment, Can stepped closer. “Mr. Miller, Dr. Romero will be here shortly.”


    Liza heard that and was thrilled. “What? What did you say? Rafael ising too?”


    Joelle’s patience was on the brink of copse. “We can’t guarantee your safety. If something happens to you down the line, it’s not on us. If you’re not on board, feel free to walk away now.”


    Joelle was certain Liza wouldn’t budge. The chaos she’d stirred and her desperate attempts to carry Rafael’s child were proof that she harbored feelings for him.


    Predictably, anxiety flickered across Liza’s face. Leaving now could mean losing Rafael forever. Her heart was heavy with unsaid words, aching to be shared with him. No, leaving was out of the question.


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    Momentster, resolution hardened in Liza’s eyes as she faced Joelle. “I ept your terms. However, I have my conditions. You need to make every effort to protect me. If I face any threat from Wade Potter, it’s on you to save me.”


    “Absolutely,” Joelle assured her with a nod.


    Liza paused, a new question teetering on her lips. “And what aboutpensation? How much will you pay me?”


    Her strategy was clear—garner enough from Adrian’s end and squeeze Wade for more to secure her futurefortably. It was all a matter of donating her blood. Wade needed a reliable source for Chris’ sake, and it was clear he wouldn’t exploit her to depletion.


    Shortly thereafter, Liza’s gazended on Rafael. He emerged, wielding a gleaming de and dragging Chris by the cor as he climbed out of the car. Upon receiving the update, Wade hurried to the back door.


    “Wade!” Chris called out.


    Wade leveled his firearm at Rafael as Allie, with a swift motion, pulled out her own and aimed it squarely at Wade. Tension crackled in the air, each side steeled for confrontation. With a smirk barely containing her excitement, Allie spoke.


    “Rafael, isn’t this just exhrating?”


    Rafael’s eyes narrowed slightly as he met her gaze. “Listen, don’t do anything foolish, alright?” He tightened his grip on the knife, pressing it dangerously against the pulsing artery in Chris’ neck.


    Wade’s finger tensed on the trigger, his gaze locked and unyielding. “If you harm Chris, I assure you, leaving here unscathed will be impossible.”


    Undeterred, Allie retorted, “Then you’ll die too. I won’t hesitate.”


    Chris pleaded with desperation, “Wade, please, let’s stop this madness!” This was all because of him. Now Wade was a wanted man, and Rnd, caught in the crossfire, faced a dire fate. Chris grappled with his choices, uncertain for whom or what he truly existed.


    “Chris, hold on. I promise, you’ll be safe at home soon,” Wade reassured him.


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