Chapter 142 Forget About Them

"Let me out, Cyrus!" Cordelia's voice cracked as she pounded on the car window, her fists trembling. "If Bianca gets there first, you know what she'll do. She'll tell Ronan it was my fault he got hurt. Please, just this once—open the door and let me go!"

Her desperation was palpable, her small frame straining as she fought against the confines of the locked car. Her fists rapped harder against the