Chapter 107 A Death on the Road
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Baron’s voice came low and steady, speaking the question Natalie couldn’t.
Shauna swallowed hard, sorrow flashing across her face. “Yvonne was in a car accident on the way to the National Hotel. She died at the scene. By the time she reached the hospital, it was
too late.”
The words slammed into Natalie like a stone, suffocating her chest.
How could this be?
Such a bright, kind girl–gone in an instant?
Baron’s eyes turned darker than storm clouds. “She was driving herself?”
“Yes.”
“And the driver?”
“He’s in custody. The traffic police have stepped in. We’ll have results soon.”
Baron glanced at Natalie, his tone softening. “I know you’re hurting, but I need to deal with this. I’ll leave someone here with you.”
“Go. Don’t worry about me.”
Natalie longed to go herself, but she knew her body wouldn’t allow it. Her hand gripped the edge of the bed so tightly her knuckles whitened, her chest burning with pain.
Yvonne had been so warm, always chatting with her, telling her stories, brightening her darkest moments. How could she suddenly be gone?
Baron wanted to offer comfort, but the words stuck. He set men to guard Natalie and followed
Shauna out,
His first question was sharp as a blade. “Where’s Finn?”
“He went out early. He hasn’t returned yet.” The man answering broke into a sweat under Baron’s glare.
“Call him back. Now,”
Shauna quickly dialed. Finn picked up, sounding puzzled. “Shauna? What is it?”
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Chapter 107 A Death on the Road
“Come back immediately. Yvonne’s had an accident.”
Yvonne had grown up before all their eyes. They all saw her as a younger sister. When Phantom first joined the organization, she had brought Yvonne along. After Yvonne was scarred in a revenge–driven crash, they had taken turns looking after her.
She wasn’t just a subordinate. She was their sunshine, their bright little sister.
Finn’s heart lurched. “What happened to Yvonne?”
“She’s gone.” Shauna’s voice broke.
Finn hung up without another word, racing back as if chased by demons.
By the time he reached the villa, silence weighed on the air. A body lay nearby, lifeless and broken.
The police had already confirmed it. Yvonne was dead. The driver had been drunk, admitted fault immediately.
But Baron couldn’t accept that answer.
A life snuffed out because of a drunk behind the wheel? Impossible to forgive.
Yet no matter how he pressed, the driver repeated the same line–it was his fault, his alone.
Shauna, furious, struck the man. It was understandable, but assaulting someone in front of officers led to her being taken away for twenty–four hours‘ detention.
When Finn finally arrived, the whole truth was laid out for him.
He stared blankly at the body in the corner, broken beyond recognition.
“This… how? Is Yvonne forever bound to car accidents?”
Once, a crash had stolen her face. Now, another had stolen her life.
Finn sank down before her, tears burning his eyes until they hurt. He wanted to touch her, to stroke her cheek one last time, but he couldn’t bring himself to.
Instead, he collapsed forward, fists pressed to the floor, sobbing like a child.
Baron’s own eyes burned red,
“Leave us.”
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