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Chapter 296 Is Maxwell Digging Up the Past?

I did not want to fight, did not want to end things on a sour note, so I laid it all out, calm

and clear.

Idris‘ handsome face flickered with emotion, trying hard to keep it in check. After a

moment of silence, he finally spoke. “Do you really hate me that much?”

I shook my head. “No, I don’t hate you. I just need a fresh start. Too much has happened,

and I need time to sort it all out. I can’t keep living in a fog like I used to.”

He bit his lip, staying quiet for what felt like forever.

I was not sure if he really heard what I was saying, but I took a deep breath and spilled it

all out. “I’ve been hung up on something that happened five years ago, and I never really

stopped to think if it is what I wanted. Marrying you was all about the Scott Corporation,

doing it for my dad. However, I then figured you were a decent guy, and life with you was

not so bad. Moore showed up subsequently and turned everything upside down. I never

asked myself what I wanted. At first, I wanted a divorce because I was mad at how you

treated me, but now, it’s different. I need some space to figure out what I want for

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myself.” I finished and looked at him, my eyes steady and open.

He must have taken my words to heart because he went quiet for a long time. Finally, he

met my gaze and asked, “If we go through with the divorce, will you still meet with me?”

His question caught me off guard, and I could not help but let out a laugh. “Have I ever

avoided you?” I asked.

He hesitated, then nodded and said, “Okay.”

I waited for him to say more, but that was it. Just ‘okay,‘ and then nothing.

My cue to drop the subject had arrived.

My mom came in after sorting out the discharge papers, and she was surprisingly cool

with Idris being there. Probably because she knew he had saved me once. She just nodded

at him and turned to me, “Yvette, we’re all set to go. Little Sanchez will be here soon to

pick us up.”

I nodded, and we left the room together.

Idris followed us to the lobby and offered, “I can drive you to the station.”

I was about to say no when he quickly added, “If you’d rather not ride with me, Ensio can

take you.”

He had a point. Arguing seemed pointless, so I just nodded in agreement.

Ensio was right there waiting for us outside, and as soon as he spotted me, he hit me with

his usual, “Mrs. Young.”

I almost wanted to correct him, but I let it go. Talking to Ensio was like talking to a wall. In

the car, Mom dialed up Maxwell to tell him to meet us at the train station.

We had Maxwell on speaker, and his voice filled the car, “Aunt Deb, I can’t make it back

with you guys just yet. I have got a situation here that needs handling.”

Mom’s voice was laced with worry, “What’s going on? Is it bad?”

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“It’s about my folks. Nothing for you to fret over. Alice and I are planning to make another

trip up the mountain to see what’s up,” Maxwell said, his tone giving nothing away.

A feeling in my gut told me things were off. I blurted out, “But the mountain’s off–limits,

right? Why head back? If there’s another landslide, Maxwell, it’s super risky!”

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Maxwell just laughed it off, “We’re on a little fact–finding mission. Chill. We’ve got it

covered this time. We’ll be back before you know it.”

“What are you digging into?” I pressed, sensing they were onto something big.

There was a pause on the line before Maxwell started, “That sinkhole from a decade ago,

there’s something about Snakehead Mountain that might be…”

“Maxwell!” A sharp, icy voice cut him off. The line went dead for a few seconds, then

Maxwell’s voice came back, “Got to go, can’t talk now.” With that, the line went dead.

I bit my lip, my thoughts racing uncontrollably. Mr. Zachary had once mentioned that Sir

Young had swept that old incident under the rug with great care. For years, Lorrell’s city

officials had pretty much banned anyone from digging around in the mountains. With the

plants growing wild and the earth shifting, the landscape changed a lot, especially after Sir

Young had people clean up the place later on.

Years had passed, and it was probably impossible now to tell that the mountains had once

been the scene of a man–made disaster that claimed many lives.

Maxwell’s words earlier suggested he definitely stumbled onto something. Could it be…?

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