Chapter 263: After taking care of the kidnappers, Allison turned to Sherman.
You all should head back first.
Ive got other matters to attend to.
Alright.
Thank you so much, Ms.
rke, Sherman replied, his voice thick with emotion.
It wasnt often he got choked up, but this time, he couldnt help it.
If it hadnt been for you breaking down that remote control, we mightve all been blown to bits.
Allison offered him a faint smile.
Just doing my part.
Now, if youll excuse me.
Without another word or nce in Kens direction, she walked away.
After all, Floyd was busy patching him up, and Ken needed to take care of Lorna.
Besides, there were other pressing matters on her mind.
Whoever orchestrated this attack wasnt merely after Kentheyd gone so far as to disrupt thepetition and drag her into this mess.
Later, after the area had been cleared and the scene secured, Sherman reported back to Ken.
Sir, everythings been taken care of.
Ms.
rke said she had something to do and left early.
Ken frowned, a trace of irritation flickering in his eyes, but he kept his voice even.
Alright.
Youre dismissed.
Learning that Allison had left, Ken didnt say another word.
His palm tightened into a clenched fist, his knuckles whitening.
It was strangeno, utterly bafflingthat in the midst of that life-threatening chaos, his thoughts had instinctively turned to her.
After Floyd finished bandaging Kens wound, he stretched his arms with a casual yawn.
Well, since Allisons gone, I wont stick around.
Ive got my own affairs to handle.
Thank you, Ken murmured.
Youre wee, but I didnt do it for you.
I did it for Allison.
With a yful salute, Floyd turned on his heel and sauntered away.
Ken watched him leave, then took Lorna and the others back to his mansion.
Inside, Ferdinand was waiting, his usual cheer reced by a rare look of worry.
Is Lorna alright? he asked curtly, his gaze sharp.
Ive already deployed my men to investigate.
Whoever nned this covered their tracks meticulously.
No clues were left behind.
Its obviousyou were the target.
Ken rubbed his temple, a faint headache brewing beneath the surface.
Ive made my fair share of enemies; its not surprising.
But this time was differenthe wouldnt rest until he knew who was behind it.
Seeing Kens determined expression, Ferdinand let out a sigh.
Lately, it seems like trouble follows you everywhere.
Maybe you should think about settling downchange your luck or something.
Kens lips twitched, a ghost of a smile.
Since when did you start spouting advice about settling down? Could it be that spending time with Reba has made you reconsider your stance onmitment? Ferdinand blinked, caught off guard.
Hed walked right into that one.
Just then, the family doctor stepped forward, having finished his examination.
Dr.
Pierces emergency treatment wasmendable.
The bullet has been removed cleanly.
There shouldnt be anyplications, but Id still advise rest.
Ken waved him off, his tone impatient.
Hows Lorna? Dr.
Pierce is with her now.
Im not a specialist in psychological matters, but Ive observed significant improvement.
Still, shes been crying a lot.
Shes been crying for too long, hasnt she? Ferdinand asked, worry etched on his face.
The doctor shook his head gently.
Its better this way.
Keeping all that pain bottled up is far more damaging.
Sometimes, an emotional outburst can be the first step toward healing.
This incident… it may have been traumatic, but it could also be a turning point.
Having served the Lloyd family for years, the doctor was fond of Lorna.
He was genuinely relieved to see even a small sign of progress in her.
Hearing this, Ken slightly nodded, his rigid posture finally softening, a hint of relief settling in his eyes.
Ferdinand, however, wasnt so quick to rx.
He studied the doctor intently before shifting his gaze to Ken.
That psychiatrist, Floyd Pierce… Hes quite well-known in his field.
And from what Ive heard, it was Ms.
rke who introduced him to you.
Her background might be more extraordinary than weve been led to believe.
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