Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate: Chapter 615 Sanders’ Takeover
“Really?” Alan could hardly believe it, his eyes widening in shock. In his memory, their daughter Michelle had died young. The idea that she was alive and back with them felt like a dream. He wanted to do something to prove to himself it wasn’t just an illusion. His grip on Virginia’s hand tightened unconsciously, though he didn’t notice.
Virginia, understanding that someone who’s been in a coma for so long would need time to adjust, didn’t show any sign of pain. She gently patted the back of his hand, soothing him. Before Alan’s accident, he had been managing the Sanders and had a strong psychological constitution, so he quickly regained his composure.
“Get up,” Alan looked at Freya with an indifferent expression. “If you keep crying, how can you help me find out the truth?” He had taken in most of what Virginia said. But considering Freya had managed to send them to Greenhill Hospital, she probably had the Sanders under her control. Taking it back wouldn’t be a quick or easy task; he needed to plan strategically. First, he had to assuage Freya’s concerns. Given Greenhill Hospital’s notorious reputation, it was unlikely they would have left evidence that could harm Freya. Confronting her now wouldn’t achieve anything positive. It would be better to use this opportunity to lower her guard.
Seeing an opening to justify herself, Freya immediately stopped crying. Tears lingered in her eyes as she looked up at him, continuing her act. “Dad, I didn’t do it. It wasn’t me. It was the elders of the Sanders. They forced me. If I didn’t send you here, they threatened to take over the Sanders’ assets!”
“They know I’m just a girl, a Beta rank werewolf. Even if I become the head of the family, I can’t pose a threat to them. So they forced me to make this choice!” “Dad, I only agreed to protect you and Peter, to protect our family!”
Virginia, seeing Freya’s brazen lies, pointed at her and shouted, “You’re lying! You imprisoned me and your grandmother, seizing the family’s assets! And now you blame others. Fine, let’s say you could explain that away. But what about just now? Alpha King Mr. Clayton’s men saw you pull out your father’s oxygen tube with their own eyes! How do you explain that?”
“I was about to call a nurse when they burst in and grabbed me without giving me a chance to explain!” Freya cried out in anguish. “If you don’t believe me, ask them if they actually saw me pull the oxygen tube! Go ahead, ask them!” She remembered clearly how she had reveled in watching them gradually stop breathing. The tubing had been removed by a nurse, leaving no concrete evidence of her involvement. Besides, Alan still seemed to hold onto their familial bond; he didn’t want to believe in her guilt, which bolstered her confidence. Sometimes, if you spoke with enough conviction, lies could start to seem like the truth.
Freya shot a resentful glance at Virginia. She then wiped away her tears and marched over to Samson’s aide, brimming with indignation. “I know you’re a silver wolf, Alpha King’s second-in-command, a prestigious position. But that doesn’t mean your people can slander me!” She demanded, “Have your man step forward and tell everyone whether he actually saw me pull out the oxygen tube!”
Samson eyed her coldly before turning to his aide. “Tell the truth.”