The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 342

The fighting out in the hallway was getting louder and more chaotic by the second.

Laura’s hands wouldn’t stop shaking. The idea that Franco had just left her behind hit so hard she could barely breathe. She wrapped her fingers tight around the blanket, squeezing until her knuckles were white, forcing herself to focus. Right now, there was only one thing that mattered. She had to get out of here.

She had her own bodyguards, not just Franco’s. They’d been with her ever since she was overseas, and their backgrounds were clean enough that even Franco couldn’t find a trace if he tried.

She glanced over at the nanny in the corner, pale as a ghost and frozen with fear. “Bring me the wheelchair,” Laura ordered, her voice steady in spite of everything.

Useless. She can’t even handle the basics, and she still has the nerve to keep things from me.

The nanny flinched and then, voice quivering, managed to stutter out, “O-okay, Laura.” She tripped forward, fumbling with the wheelchair, while Laura pulled her phone from under the blanket. She tapped Eaton’s name and pressed call. “I’m at The White Family’s hospital.”

Eaton sounded groggy and pissed when he answered. “What is it now? Want me to pay you a visit or something?”

A cold, hard smile curled on her lips. “If you don’t want your dirty secrets splashed everywhere, send someone to get me. Right now.”

That woke him up. She could almost hear him gritting his teeth.

Eaton had been desperately trying to cozy up to Franco. He wanted a slice of The White Group’s newest massive project, saw billions in the future if he could just get Laura to help him set up the meeting. Except she’d failed him, and he never forgave things like that.

He’d even threatened to destroy her mother’s grave and ashes, but she had turned right around and reminded him what he’d done to her mother, sending her to Travis’s bed years ago. If she hadn’t once saved Franco’s life in a car accident and still had some leverage, Eaton would’ve killed her ages ago.

Turns out, all those stories about how much Franco trusted her were just big talk. She was nobody to him. Useless, just like her mother.

Just the thought made Eaton’s ears burn with shame. Those old secrets had to stay buried.

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