The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 265

The maid looked at the bowl of porridge in front of Laura. More than half of it was still untouched. She’d spent hours simmering it with all sorts of precious ingredients, hoping it would help with Laura’s anemia.

Franco really did care about her. The ingredients he bought for just this meal probably cost more than most people spent in a whole month.

But then again, Franco had made himself clear. If Laura’s condition didn’t get better, she’d be out of a job. The maid bit her lip, her voice low and careful. “Laura, please eat a little more. If Franco hears you’ve barely touched your food, he’ll be worried.”

Sure enough, every time Franco’s name came up, Laura listened. She picked up her spoon, just as a strange sound came from outside, rolling closer by the second.

Petty could see the house just ahead. Every piece of it—every brick, every tile—was heavy with memories. That old iron gate out front was rusted now and looked like it wouldn’t survive a proper hit.

She knew one thing. If she didn’t crash through, that gate would never swing open for her again, not like it had when she was a little girl.

Her face was set. Jaw clenched, she stomped on the gas pedal. The car slammed into the gate. There was a deafening crash. The guards inside jumped back, startled.

The engine growled like a wild animal as she tore into the courtyard. Petty twisted the steering wheel, weaving past everyone, then hit the brakes. She barely had the door open before someone stepped in her way.

The leader of the guards was Jay’s man. She recognized his face. “Move,” she said, not bothering to hide her anger.

“Mrs. White, you can’t come in.”

She had no intention of arguing. Petty threw the first punch. The guard wasn’t expecting it, clearly underestimating her.

Inside the house, Laura watched through the floor-to-ceiling window, narrowing her eyes. The guards weren’t willing to hurt Petty, but even so, her skills surprised everyone. When had she learned to fight like that?

Just as the guards moved in to restrain her gently, Petty snatched a gun from one man’s belt and pressed it to her own temple.

“Mrs. White!” the guards shouted, faces instantly pale.

Petty’s voice was ice-cold. “I only want to see Laura.”

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