Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young)
Chapter 249

Chapter 249 I Find You Very Charming

Idris's lips thinned, his eyes narrowing. "Would he really be that stupid?"

Ensio confirmed the twist. "It wasn't him. The brains of the operation was Jack's daughter, Christina. The cops have her now."

With that, Idris just nodded with a grunt of acknowledgment and waved Ensio out of the room.

I bit my lip, completely taken aback that Christina, a girl who had just turned eighteen, could actually hire a hitman. It was pretty wild to even think about.

Taking a deep breath, I tried to soothe the pounding headache that was starting to build.

Idris gave me a calm look and said, "Don't stress about it. Just focus on getting better here in the hospital for the next couple of days. I've got everything under control with the police station. They should be wrapping up the investigation into Noah's case pretty soon."

I nodded, feeling this tightness in my chest that I could not shake off, and told him, "With Jack gone, if we cannot prove I did not do it, Officer Jackson is going to be in a tight spot." I paused before adding, "With this mess Christina's caused, Emily's probably going to have a rough time too."

Christina was Emily's cousin, after all.

Right as I said that, someone knocked on the hospital room door. Idris called out in a deep. voice, "Come in!" and the door swung open.

In walked Emily and Liam. Talk about perfect timing-

When they saw us, Idris and I shared a look. It was easy to guess they were here because of Christina.

Emily rushed over to my bedside and started bombarding me with questions. "You didn't get hit anywhere serious, did you? Liam and I were freaking out when we heard what happened. Christina has been spoiled rotten her whole life and has never learned her limits. Yvette, I am so sorry for what she did."

She went on and on, gripping my hand. I forced a smile and reassured her, "I'm okay. Idris got to me in time. How is Grandma holding up:

I had rushed out that morning because of the trouble with Madam Young, and Idris had not come with me. Now that things had settled down a bit, I remembered to ask about her.

Emily nodded. "Don't worry, Grandma's in good hands." She added, "But you really gave us quite the scare."

I offered a weak smile, never quite comfortable with small talk.

The conversation took a turn when Emily glanced at Idris, hesitated, and then said with a hint of uncertainty, "Iddy, Christina definitely acted on impulse, but she is my aunt's only child. She is barely an adult and facing prison time-that could destroy her whole future. Maybe you could cut her some slack?"

Then she turned to me, her eyes pleading. "Yvette, could you let this one slide without an appeal? I'll make sure she apologizes to you. Any punishment you choose, just... please don't let her end up behind bars, okay?"

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I had expected her to advocate for Christina, yet she still left me feeling let down.

I met her gaze, lips pressed together, and said evenly, "Emily, you say I can punish her any way I want, but imagine if I did to Christina what she did to me: tie her up, trap her in a car, and set it ablaze, leaving her to her fate. Could you and your aunt live with that? And would the cops even sign off on such a thing?"

Her shock was evident as she looked at me, at a loss for words.

I pressed on, "Emily, we all have to face the consequences of our actions. You said it yourself- Christina's been spoiled. Is that going to be her get-out-of-jail-free card forever? She's escalated to hiring a hitman. I was lucky to survive, but what if I had not? She would be a murderer. Would you still stand by her, claiming she's just spoiled?"

Emily fell silent, her face a portrait of helpless sorrow.

The room fell into a hush. Emily had come to make her case. However, my words had already said enough, and she did not press on. Instead, she deftly switched gears to a different topic. Once Emily had left, Idris watched me with a mischievous glint in his eyes, squinting slightly. His stare sent a shiver down my spine, and I could not help but ask, "What's up: He arched an eyebrow, his lips curling into a sly smile. "You know, you're quite the catch."