Tyrion gritted his teeth against the pain and claimed, “It was Frederick! He told me everything and convinced me to come to Horington.”
Tyrion was setting his scheme into motion. If Jared decided to go after Frederick despite his status as the mayor's son, Tyrion would be able to enjoy Frederick's downfall through no effort of his own.
A murderous glint came to Jared's eyes as he heard Frederick's name. Josephine was alarmed when she spied the change in his expression, and she deeply regretted her insistence on wangling the truth out of Tyrion.
She coaxed, “Jared, everything's fine now. You don't have to avenge me anymore!”
She hoped he would not put himself in unnecessary danger by seeking revenge on Frederick.
“All right!” Jared nodded and effortlessly scooped Josephine into his arms.
She burrowed into his embrace, leaning her head against his chest. The warmth of his body felt like the safest haven in the world to Josephine.
Filled with guilt as he stared at the disheveled woman in his arms, Jared vowed, “I'll never let anyone hurt you again. Never.”
“I know. I trust you!” Josephine hooked her arms around Jared's neck and planted a kiss on his cheek.
Despite their mutual affection for each other, neither had outwardly expressed their feelings until Josephine's kiss.
Jared carefully set Josephine in the passenger seat before driving them to the Sullivan residence.
Meanwhile, Tyrion struggled and failed to get to his feet in the abandoned factory.
He stared at his ruined leg and roared, “I'll make you pay for this, Jared!”
William paced the Sullivan residence in distress, worried sick about Josephine's whereabouts. He would easily give up his life in exchange for his daughter's safety.
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