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A Caged Songbird's Escape: Into the Arms of a Predator novel Chapter 668

Despite his words, Rex patiently waited outside the suite for a long time. Eventually, Jesse received a work call and had to rush back to the corporate headquarters, leaving Rex alone.

It was only after the swarm of visiting relatives and friends had finally dispersed that Rex casually strolled into the room.

Laurel was sitting by the bed, expertly peeling an apple. Old Mr. Wilkinson was lying against the pillows, his complexion looking far from healthy. Even seeing his favorite grandson walk in didn't bring a smile to his face.

Rex shot Laurel a questioning look, but she completely ignored him. Her focus was entirely on the fruit knife, steadily shaving a long, unbroken ribbon of apple peel that dropped directly into the trash can.

Clearly, she was in a foul mood too.

Rex sauntered over to the bed and flashed a wide grin. "What's going on here? Who had the nerve to piss you off?"

Old Mr. Wilkinson's expression was grim. "You really don't know who pissed me off?"

Honestly, Rex really hadn't known.

But the moment the old man asked the question, it all clicked into place.

The smile vanished from his face, replaced by a deliberately dense look. "Someone must have said something you didn't want to hear, huh? Who was it? Tell me, I'll go handle them right now."

"If your mother hadn't done what she did, would anyone have had the chance to run their mouths in the first place?"

Old Mr. Wilkinson's expression turned somber. His blazing dissatisfaction with Suzanne was completely out in the open.

Last night at Zephyr Manor, every single member of the household staff had been hired and managed by Laurel. Their loyalty to Suzanne far outweighed their loyalty to him. If it wasn't for that, there was absolutely no way he would have allowed himself to be paraded into the hospital with such dramatic fanfare.

Yes, he wanted to drag Tristan out back and beat him senseless for what he had done. But at the end of the day, dirty laundry shouldn't be aired in public. No matter how spectacularly Tristan had screwed up, the family's reputation had to be protected.

When he first stripped Tristan of his corporate positions, the official PR statement claimed that Tristan was a devoted husband who wanted to step back from the company to care for his wife during a critical phase of her physical therapy.

He never expected Suzanne's ruthless maneuvering to burn that perfect narrative to the ground.

From the moment the sun came up today, the Wilkinson family's phones hadn't stopped ringing.

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