Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 587

Anastasia’s jaw tightened. She had always wanted to clear her name regarding Winni’s miscarriage, but too much time had passed. She hadn’t even been with Winni when it happened; she had come out after hearing the commotion to find her aunt already on the floor. She was kicked out of the family immediately after, with no chance to find out what really happened or gather any evidence.

But she wasn’t worried. Sooner or later, she would expose the person truly responsible.

“Dad, let’s just wait for Benson to get here,” Murray insisted.

Seeing his son’s resolve, Mr. Brennan finally agreed.

The moment Benson arrived, the lies would crumble. But Anastasia glanced at Lauren and noticed she wasn’t the least bit worried.

Her eyes narrowed. What was giving Lauren such confidence?

The thought had barely formed when Murray’s phone rang.

“Sir, the young master just collapsed in the car!!”

“What?!” Murray shot to his feet, his face draining of color.

The news hit Mr. Brennan like a physical blow, and Juliet’s face went white. “What happened to my brother? Is he hurt?”

A jolt went through Anastasia. She immediately looked at Lauren, who showed no surprise—in fact, she seemed almost relieved, as if a plan had just succeeded.

“Lauren!” Anastasia lunged forward, grabbing her by the collar, her voice laced with fury. “Did you do this?!”

The sudden movement drew everyone’s attention. Lauren, startled by the murderous intent in Anastasia’s eyes, flinched. With everyone watching, she forced herself to remain calm. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Benson has always been so good to me. Why would I ever hurt him?”

Murray’s gaze shifted to Lauren, his expression grim. A week ago, he would never have suspected her. But after everything that had happened recently…

The doctor’s words caused a ripple of reactions. Mr. Brennan, Murray, and Anastasia all breathed a sigh of relief. Lauren, however, looked utterly stunned, a flicker of panic in her eyes.

“Lauren, how did you save Benson last time?” the old man demanded immediately.

Everyone’s gaze snapped to Lauren, their hopes now resting squarely on her shoulders.

Anastasia watched her, a slow, cold smile spreading across her face, though it never reached her eyes.

“That’s right, Lauren. You saved him from death’s door once before. A little flare-up like this should be no problem for you, right?”

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