Madisyn knew how to handle everything so well.


    “Is she really okay? And what about that car?”


    “It was all part of her n,” Glenn reassured her.


    “I didn’t tell you earlier because I didn’t want you to worry, but she’s been in control the whole time.”


    ine still felt uneasy.


    “Are you sure?”


    “Of course.


    If Madisyn had really passed away, do you think I’d keep it from you?” Glenn said, his tone gentle yet firm.


    ine’s voice trembled as she asked, “But where is she now? I haven’t been a good mother.


    I thought she was just busy when she didn’t reply to my messages yesterday.”


    “She’s fine, I promise.


    But how did you find out?”


    “Sarai told me,” ine answered.


    Glenn’s expression darkened, a sneer ying on his lips.


    “Sara: and her family are looking for trouble.”


    ine’s mind raced.


    “Did the car ident have anything to do with them?”


    “Honey, stay out of this.


    Enjoy your vacation and rx.


    I’ll handle everything here,” Glenn suggested, trying to ease her worries.


    ine nodded, realizing now why Glenn had kept her in the dark.


    As emotional as she was, knowing the full extent of the situation would have been too much for her to bear.


    And if she’d known Madisyn was pretending to be dead, she might have identally exposed her, putting her in real danger.


    ine took a deep breath, trying to calm herself and push the thoughts from her mind.


    But the idea of enjoying the vacation didn’t appeal to her.


    Instead, she went to the church to pray, hoping for Madisyn’s safety and the well-being of her entire family.


    The next day, Howard, Dane, and Glenn stayed at home when Waylon called, his voice trembling with emotion.


    “Was Madisyn really in that car ident?”novelbin


    “Quit your grieving and just focus on your work,” Dane responded coldly.


    “Dane, stop being an asshole! You expect me to work after hearing something like this? I can’t focus on anything right now!” Waylon’s voice wavered with emotion.


    “Enough!” Dane barked, his tone cutting through the air.


    Waylon was furious, but he didn’t dare to speak anymore.


    Dane’s voice softened, bing more reassuring.


    “Look, focus on your work.


    We’re all at home, safe and sound, alright?”


    Waylon, though often a bit gullible, wasn’t entirely foolish.


    The calmness in Dane’s voice told him everything Madisyn was okay; otherwise, his family wouldn’t be soposed.


    He was also aware of the rumors swirling around about the Johns Group’s possible copse.


    He suspected that whatever was going on with Madisyn was tied to it, but he didn’t know the details.