Chapter 1148:

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Caleb’s POV:

Seeing the scene unfold, Debra’s complexion turned ashen.

I tenderly patted the back of her hand and whispered comforting words. “Don’t be afraid. Everything will be over soon.”

After comforting her, I released Debra’s hand and proceeded with calm determination. I signaled to someone to open the car door and extracted Alexandria from the vehicle, laying her on the ground. I then gave a cue to the doctor I had previously arranged to come to Alexandria’s aid.

After a brief moment, Alexandria regained consciousness.

She appeared significantly more worn and uneasy after her brush with death. When her eyes met mine, she shook uncontrollably, filled with dread. Any signs of her previous resentment or defiance had vanished.

Recognizing the opportune moment, I inquired, “Alexandria, could you send a message to Cory, asking him to bring Dylan back now?”

Overwhelmed by her recent ordeal, Alexandria frantically nodded and struggled to rise. She quickly retrieved her mobile phone and composed a message to Cory.

Once the message was sent, she displayed her phone to me, her voice laden with urgency. “I’ve asked Cory to bring Dylan back. He will be safely returned soon.”

I chose not to respond verbally. Instead, I simply allowed a silent sigh of relief to wash over me internally.

It appeared my risk was well-founded.

Debra’s tears of joy flowed freely, her eyes alight with astonishment.

Alexandria then turned to me, desperation clear in her gaze. “I’ve done what you asked. Please, let me go.”

Her plea struck me as absurd. Alexandria was clearly frightened now, but her realization had come too late.

The individual responsible for harming my family would face severe consequences, but now was not the moment to address Alexandria’s fate. I said nothing, simply standing to the side with patience, awaiting Cory’s response.

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True to Alexandria’s instructions, Cory acted promptly. His call came within two minutes.

The sudden ring of the phone jolted Alexandria, and she looked at me with palpable fear.

I nodded calmly, signaling her to take the call.

Alexandria answered the phone and switched it to speaker mode. Cory’s voice came through, tinged with confusion. “What’s wrong? What happened? Why are you telling me to send the boy back? Didn’t you want revenge on Debra? Weren’t you plotting against her only son?”

Before he could finish, Alexandria cut him off with a desperate shout. “Shut up! Just send the kid back. No more talk!”

Sensing the urgency in her tone, Cory asked tentatively, “Are you in trouble?”

Panic-stricken, Alexandria yelled back, “Just shut it. I’m fine, but I’ve realized keeping the boy alive is more beneficial. Bring him back now.”

Surprised by her change in tone, Cory pressed further. “I see. Do you have a new plan? Are you sure it will work?”

At this, Alexandria grabbed her hair in frustration, her appearance disheveled and distraught.

The doctor, observing her closely, noted, “She’s in a bad mental state right now.” I frowned, concerned that Cory might pick up on the tension in Alexandria’s voice if she continued to unravel.

Just as I was about to intervene and urge Alexandria to end the call, she managed to compose herself slightly and retorted, “Stay out of my affairs. Just follow my instructions. Take the boy out of the mountains and make sure he’s back at your place before nightfall.”

With that, Alexandria abruptly hung up the phone.

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