Chapter 337

Not just Elliot, even Cain stared at Lasla. Cain thought, ‘Is she out of her mind?’ She wants Elliot to help get a muntener released. Even if Elliot knows some high-ranking people, there’s no way they’d get involved in such a case.

Ellen booked at Lydia with a disappointment he had never felt before.

“Are you going to believe everything Ophelia says?”

“Thorbe is our biological daughter. How can you doubt her based on the words of a stranger?”

Lydia’s anger flared. “I know she’s my biological daughter, but she has to acknowledge us, too?”

“You saw it on the live stream, didn’t you? She has no respect for me at all.”

“I asked her to help save Cain, and she turned around and humiliated me.”

“She just can’t stand me as her mother and is looking for any excuse to get back at me.”

Elliot realized Lydia’s resentment toward Phoebe ran so deep that nothing he said would change her mind, so he shifted the topic.

“Do you even know what Jake did to get arrested? And you’re asking me to get him out?”

Lydia responded casually, “She told me Phoebe set Jake up and had him arrested.”

“She didn’t go into details about the crime.”

She waved it off, adding, “If he’s been wrongfully accused, what could he have done? Just go and get him out.”

Elliot stared at her in disbelief. He thought, How did she get so naive? He couldn’t believe someone like Ophelia was manipulating Lydia.

Elliot took a deep breath and said, “Jake’s committed more than enough offenses, and it’s not Phoebe who’s accusing him falsely.”

“With so many eyes on the live stream, even if Phoebe wanted to set him up, she wouldn’t have been able to pull it off?”

Jake didn’t just drug and imprison a girl; he’s also involved in human trafficking abroad.

“On top of that, he’s connected to a murder case.”

“All of it was captured on the live stream; we saw it too.”

His face darkened. “And you want me to help someone like that?”

“Are you trying to give the opposition more leverage against the Jenkins family?”

“This is something I can’t get involved in, and there’s no way Em’s stepping in.”

“Jake brought this on himself. He deserves whatever punishment the law gives him.”

Lydia frowned, stunned by his words.

“Oplirla said it wasn’t a big deal, that Jake was being wringed.”

“You believe everything she says.”

“Are you out of your mind?”

Inexplicably, her thoughts shifted. “She’s my friend! How was I supposed to know there was more to this?”

“There must be some kind of misunderstanding.”

Sør asked, “What do we do now? You can do anything to help?”

Elliot snapped, “Of course I can’t help.”

“She has just as many connections as I do. Why is she coming to you and not me?”

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“Like her going forward.”

“Wbur knows when the Il turn on you and sell you out.”

“Omas is reasingly disguised by Ophelu.”

Dedu vill couldst bebeve that her supposedly mused friend would betray her.

“Pheha said Tuman was on a plane and couldn’t get tungls, for she knows we’re in talowa, so she’s asking for help.”

“Did Jake do something like that? Could it be a misunderstanding?”

“Elliot. I’ve already agreed to help; maybe you shuuild check again.”

“If we can help, we will.”

“This way, at least I’ll have an explanation for Ophelia.”

Lydathonghi, I’ve already promised. If I turn on my word, it’ll be so embarrassing.

“[Eiot was hurious. “Visire hopeless.”

“Connections with your maternal family!”

“If you want to help, then do it yourself. After all, you’ve got nonnen.”

“Tri not capable of saving a murderer.”

With that, he refused to say another word to Lydia.

Cari looked at Lyslia and said, “Lyslia, stop making this worse. Thorbes not petty enough to target you on purjuse.”

He scoffed, “She’s not going after people close to you—this isn’t a drama.”

“I was all that Ophelia—she had Jake deliberately stir up trouble with Phoebe, and that’s how he ended up exposing himself?”

“You’ve got terrible judgment when it comes to people. Ophelia’s no good?”

Jake is a scumbag who tried to hunt Phoebe—he’s getting what he deserves.

Gain thought, I can’t believe Lydia is this clueless!

Lydia was already upset after Elliot’s words, and now Cain was also trying to lecture her. She was beyond frustrated.

“Finr, I guess you two have such great juilginent,” Lydia said, coldly smiling at Cain. “At least you didn’t end up in my situation.”

Cain shrugged. “I never claimed to have great judgment.”

“I’ve been just as blind, ignoring the advice of others, and that’s why I’m in this mess.”

“Tydia, wake up,” Cain said, his tone gentler. “If you don’t want to end up like me, stop making these same mistakes.”

But his words only made things worse.

Lyda glared at him, her anger rising. “You ungrateful chuld. I was trying to help you, and now you’re cursing me?”

“Candideas you are!”

“If you and Elliot are upset wällt me because of Phoebe, just say it. Stop twisting things and insulting me behind my back.”

Fhion and Cam exchanged a look, both unsure how to respond. They thought, There’s no way to communicate with her anymore?

“If that’s how you feel, there’s nothing we can do,” Elliot said, his frustrated voice tinged. “We’re trying to help you, but if you won’t listen, don’t bother.”

But Lyda refused to listen, believing that Elliot and Cain had sided with Phoebe, targeting her in the process.

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“If you’re not going to help, stop talking about it,” she snapped. “Fine, I’ll call someone from my maternal family.”

Lydia didn’t want Eller’s help anymore. Instead, she pulled out her phone and dialed her brother.

When the call connected, she quickly explained the situation. There was a long pause on the other end before her brother spoke.

“Are you at the hospital?” he asked.

Lydia, confused, responded, “Yes, why?”

Her brother’s voice turned serious. “You should have Elliot take you to see a psychiatrist.”

Only someone with severe mental or emotional issues would do something like this.

Her brother seriously began to wonder if Lydia had lost her mind.

Lyslia was ashamed. She thought, He thinks I’ve lost my mind?

“You need to see a psychiatrist. I…”

“I’m perfectly fine,” Lydia replied. Her eyes were red with frustration. “If you’re not going to help, fine. But why do you have to mock me like this?”

Her brother was speechless. “Normal people don’t act like this.”

“If you’re so sure everything’s fine, why are you asking me to help a murderer?”

“When I saw the trending topics and the news, I couldn’t believe how vile Jake was. I’d rather see him rot in prison.”

“Someone like that should never be released. Everyone would cheer if he were given the death sentence. How could I possibly help him?”

He snapped, “If you’re trying to ruin everything for us, just say it outright.”

Lydia froze. “Did Jake do all of that?”

“But Ophelia said it was all Phoebe’s doing, that she set him up!” she protested.

Her brother was exasperated. “Are you out of your mind? You don’t trust Phoebe but believe Ophelia with the terrible reputation! I seriously suggest you see a psychiatrist.”

Her brother thought, I can’t understand how Lydia’s mind works. First, she drove away Phoebe to raise someone else’s—she must have lost her mind. She’s trying to drag the whole maternal family down with her. She’s beyond help. I can’t help, and neither will anyone else in this family, so stop this madness.

With that, he hung up.

Lydia stood there, staring at her phone, the busy tone ringing in her ears.