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Another voice chimed in faintly, “I think it is that famous star, Lise—"
Carrie did not wait to hear more. She ended the call abruptly, her fury reignited. Her grip on the phone tightened
as she stormed out of the surveillance room, her steps echoing with purpose.
Daxton, caught off guard, hesitated for only a moment before chasing after her. He managed to slip into the
elevator just as the doors closed, his concern evident as he watched her simmering anger.
When they reached the lobby, the scene outside was chaos. The hospital gates swung open to admit a convoy of
vehicles. Two sleek black luxury cars led the way, flanked by ambulances and an entourage of escort cars.
Carrie’s blood boiled at the sight. She recognized the vehicles instantly—the Norris family’s unmistakable
insignias gleamed under the floodlights.
As the first two cars passed, she spotted the ambulances creeping toward the gate.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWithout hesitation, Carrie charged forward, throwing herself in front of the lead ambulance. She spread her arms
wide, her voice breaking into a furious scream. “Back off! Either back off now, or drive over me!”
The ambulance screeched to a halt, its driver too stunned to proceed. The air was electric with tension.
Moments later, Kristopher stepped out of one of the black cars. His expression flickered between exasperation
and concern as he approached her.
He assumed Carrie was up to her usual antics, causing trouble once more.
“Carrie, stop this,” he pleaded, his voice strained. “Lise’s condition is serious this time. Her heart—"
He had doubted it at first, dismissing her symptoms as exaggerated theatrics, but the initial tests conducted in
the ambulance told a different story—Lise’s heart raced erratically, her pulse a jagged rhythm that defied
normalcy.
“Smack!” Carrie's hand connected with Kristopher’s cheek, the slap resounding like a thunderclap. His head
snapped to the side, five red fingerprints blooming on his skin.
“Let Lise die!” Carrie screamed, her voice raw with fury and pain.
“Carrie, what nonsense are you spouting?” Billie erupted as she stormed out of the car behind them. Her sharp
heels clicked against the pavement as she advanced, her finger jabbing toward Carrie. “Have you lost your
mind?”
Carrie's lips curled into a strange, desolate smile, her voice low but deliberate. “I said, Lise should go to Hell.”
The crack of Billie's slap sliced through the air like a whip. “Pak!” The slap was not forceful, yet it struck deeper
than flesh—it shattered Carrie's heart. In that moment, the fragile thread connecting Carrie to Billie as family
snapped entirely.
Any warmth Billie had once shown her—rare as it was—now seemed meaningless compared to the hardships
Gracie had endured to raise her.
To Carrie, no one could replace her mother and grandmother. Not Billie, not anyone. Even when her love for
Kristopher burned brightest, it had always paled in comparison to her devotion to her grandmother and mother.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBillie raised her hand again, her anger unabated, but before she could strike, both Kristopher and Daxton
stepped forward.
Daxton moved quickly, shielding Carrie behind him. At the stime, Kristopher caught Billie's wrist mid-air, his
voice firm. “Stop it, Mom!”
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