Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 430: He knew Bettina was inside but was unsure what to say if he went in. He tried calling Milton but got no answer. He didn't know what to do next. To his great fortune, Raul looked up and saw Milton walking toward him. Raul rushed over and pulled Milton into the corridor. "I've been trying to reach you for hours! What's going on? Candice is in the hospital, and I heard you were the one who brought her here. Who pushed her down the stairs?" Milton looked exhausted, his eyes bloodshot from lack of sleep. He seemed a shadow of his former self. "What's wrong with you?

You look terrible. Bettina is inside with Candice. Tell me what happened." Milton frowned, clearly irritated. He quickly gave Raul a brief rundown of the events. As Raul listened, he was stunned. "How is that even possible? I've known your mother since childhood. She is always kind to the staff in her house, never raising her voice or hurting a fly. Are you absolutely sure there's no one else in the surveillance video? Are you?" Milton rubbed his brow wearily. "I'm positive. I watched the video all night. There was no one else in the footage.

Just my mother and Candice." Raul still struggled to accept it. "Did your mother confess? Have you even talked to her about it?" "Yes. She doesn't remember pushing Candice. She just said she felt dizzy and unwell at the time." Annoyed, Milton pushed past Raul and strode toward Candice's room. Raul grabbed Milton's arm. "What are you going to say to her? That you didn't see anyone else in the video? That it was your mother who did it? That you don't believe she would hurt Candice? You're in a tough spot. It's a delicate balance between your mother and your girlfriend.

If you can't find the right words, you're better off saying nothing at all and risking potential conflict." |∆ŧе$т ¢#αpŧêяs |и galnoνels.com Milton froze, his expression unreadable. "Be honest," Raul pressed on, "do you believe Candice or your mother?" Milton fell silent, torn between both sides. He couldn't give a clear answer. Raul shook his head and let out a deep sigh. "You need to figure this out first." Frowning, Milton abruptly withdrew his arm from Raul's grip. "I'm worried about her recovery," he muttered before striding ahead.

As he walked, he caught sight of Bettina exiting the VIP ward. She hesitated at the sight of him, glanced back into the room, then hurried over and pulled him aside. "What are you doing here?" Bettina demanded straightforwardly. "I've been helping you all this time. Is this how you repay me?" "And you. Why did you come here?" Bettina's piercing gaze fixed on Raul, who stood before her, speechless. He appeared visibly worried. Meanwhile, Milton remained motionless. She sighed, shaking her head in disappointment. "Don't you know that I've always been on your side?

I even wanted to entrust Candice to you, but you hurt her even more! Milton, I expected better from you," she scolded. . . .