EuropeNovelChapter 247
After Clara slid into the car, her heart was still racing from the chaos Dylan had just stirred up. But knowing
Dylan, with his naturally reserved nature, he probably hadn't meant to cause such a stir. It was just bad timing
with his low blood sugar episode, which had left her drenched in a cold sweat, her back still clammy.
Clara rubbed her temples and tried calling Z again, but still no answer. She had no clue if Lincoln had actually
gotten his hands on Z, and she wasn't about to gamble on it. She'd managed to track down Lincoln's address
and was driving there with a mix of dread and determination.
When she finally arrived, she discovered Lincoln had already headed to the Ferguson estate. In Lincoln's mind,
Dylan was as good as gone, and he expected the Ferguson estate to be thrown into chaos soon. Cedric would
surely need to na new heir, and it would be between Lincoln and his younger brother Aaron. Simon was a
lost cause, and Cedric had long since given up on him.
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With Aaron overseas and out of the loop, Lincoln saw his chance to win over their grandfather. He couldn't
believe how easily his clumsy schseemed to have worked against Dylan-it was almost laughable. Everyone
at the Ferguson estate had always sung Dylan's praises, and yet here he was, supposedly taken down by a
woman. Lincoln smirked at the thought that the heir's position should've been his all along. Their grandfather
was so blatantly biased!
Lincoln entered the Ferguson estate practically glowing with smug satisfaction. But that all shattered when he
saw Dylan sitting with Cedric, casually having tea. It was as if he'd seen a ghost; his legs gave out, and he
crumpled to the floor.
Cedric gave Lincoln a puzzled look. "What's with the grand entrance?"
Lincoln stared at Dylan, dread pooling in his stomach. Dylan, sitting there in his wheelchair, seemed completely
unbothered, sipping his tea as if nothing had happened. Lincoln's mind was a whirl of confusion. Just two hours
ago, he'd heard Dylan was in dire straits. Clara had sounded genuinely panicked, a tone you couldn't fake. The
poison Lincoln had used was supposed to be instant and irreversible. So how was Dylan here, looking perfectly
fine?
Sweat dripped down Lincoln's face, his lips quivering. Cedric watched him with a mix of irritation and concern.
"What's going on?"
Lincoln wiped his forehead, avoiding eye contact with Dylan, unsure how much he knew. He was desperate to
escape the estate, but just as he was leaving, Dylan placed a chess piece on the board with a deliberate clink. In
that moment, Lincoln felt like a pawn in Dylan's game.
Dylan gave a slight smile. “Father, I'll be heading out too."
Cedric sighed, "Take care of your health. It's only just stabilized."
"Of course," Dylan replied, always so polite to Cedric.
As Dylan maneuvered his wheelchair behind Lincoln, Lincoln, already on edge, bolted several steps forward like a
startled bird. Even back in his car, his heart wouldn't stop pounding. Over the years, he'd tried to have Dylan
eliminated, but Dylan had always shrugged it off, never showing any sign of being hurt or seeking revenge.
Gripping the steering wheel, Lincoln was eager to confront Clara, to understand what went wrong. He floored the
gas pedal, but as he neared his home, another car suddenly blocked his path, forcing him to slam the brakes so
hard his head hit the steering wheel, almost knocking him out.
Taking a deep breath, he opened the car door to see what was happening, only to spot Clara approaching.
Lincoln clutched his head, a cold sneer forming on his lips. So, Clara had the nerve to show up here. He was
ready to spit out threats involving her family when Clara unexpectedly swung a baseball bat at his head.
Right there, near his home, in broad daylight-was she out of her mind? Didn't she fear the consequences? Clara
dragged Lincoln out of his car and shoved him into hers, then called Aiden.
"Aiden, what do you usually do with people who try to harm Mr. Dylan?"
Aiden paused for a moment before replying softly, "Bring them to Palm Bay."
Clara was taken aback but drove to Palm Bay and spilled all the details about the poison Lincoln had provided.
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