Chapter 212

The Bennetts didn't get back until the next day. Matilda was carried in. By then, the light had already faded from her eyes. She just sat there stiffly in her wheelchair, her face pale as chalk. Her hands-thin and bony like dried-out twigs-rested on her lap, the bulging veins giving her an eerie look. The once fiery matriarch now looked like a lifeless puppet. Everyone rushed to help carry her upstairs. The lavish bedroom now felt cold and empty. Hearing the noise, Sabrina stepped out. She looked up and spotted Cassian. The handsome man's eyes were rimmed with shadows-clearly no one got sleep last night. Sabrina walked over, about to ask what happened, but before she could open her mouth, a screech rang out and someone lunged at her. She'd mentally prepared for something like this, but it still caught her off guard. Cassian, however, reacted instantly. He blocked the attacker and grabbed the swinging slap midair. It was Simone. Her scream was shrill as she struggled, shouting like she'