Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife's Escape - Chapter 802

Chapter 802:

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Lacey’s initial suspicions were confirmed. The man’s pale, strained face and the laborious way he moved suggested a severe, possibly chronic heart condition, one that seemed close to culminating in a crisis.

Having noticed the man’s discomfort and the likelihood of an impending episode, Lacey decided to remain silent for the moment. She calculated that her presence would be more effective if she acted precisely when his condition peaked, potentially altering the outcome significantly.

As luck would have it, Lacey’s intuition proved correct, and she was able to intervene just as she had anticipated.

Under her vigilant care, the man’s eyelids slowly fluttered open.

Remarkably composed, even after his recent episode, the man fixed Lacey with a steady, enigmatic gaze. “You’ve saved my life,” he said quietly.

With a subdued sense of triumph, Lacey nodded, maintaining her cool demeanor.

The man immediately handed her his business card. “I am indebted to you. Name your price,” he said.

ｍ𝚘𝚛ｅ ｕ𝚙ｄ𝚊ｔｅｓ 𝚒ｎ ɢ𝚊ｌ𝚗𝚘ｖ𝚎ｌ𝚜.𝚌𝚘𝚖

Lacey’s heart thudded audibly as she examined the sleek, black card trimmed in gold. Despite the rush of emotions, she remained unfazed, casually slipping the card into her bag as though it were an afterthought.

The man’s entourage quickly escorted him away.

Once inside his car, the man allowed himself a deep breath, visibly relaxing.

Outside, a disheartened group knelt, their faces pale.

The man surveyed them with a frosty glare before slowly and deliberately scolding, “Your negligence has not only caused me to have an episode in broad daylight, but it has also led to public humiliation. Your incompetence is unforgivable.”

As he finished speaking, the collective emotion of the group teetered on the edge of despair. They apologized repeatedly, their gestures a silent testament to their remorse. “Sir, we take full responsibility. We made a serious mistake, and it won’t happen again. Please, have mercy on us.”

The man sneered curtly, his gaze shifting away with clear impatience. “Kill them.”

His terse command sealed the fate of the entire group in an instant. A hushed silence fell over the scene. None dared to voice opposition, their acceptance of their fate evident in their defeated postures.

Inside the vehicle, the man’s trusted subordinate maintained a careful distance and ventured a cautious observation. “Sir, that woman seemed to be observing you from the start. By her expressions, she was well aware of your condition. She delayed her intervention until your situation worsened, exacerbating your suffering unnecessarily. Perhaps we should consider…”

The man emitted a cold, mocking chuckle. “Do you think she escaped my notice? She may project an air of indifference, yet her ambitions are obvious. I allowed her to live and even offered her my business card because I recognized her medical expertise. She believes she’s manipulating the game, but she’s just another piece in it. We’ll keep her close. She may prove valuable.”

The subordinate nodded, understanding the calculated decision. “Understood.”

Meanwhile, Lacey was making her way home when she found Jake exiting a room. He was clearly upset, leaning against the doorframe that led to the balcony.

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