Chapter 173:Desperate Measures

(Sarah's POV) I stepped out of Roman’s seaside villa, clutching my coat tightly against the sharp wind that bit through the fabric. My breath came out in visible puffs, but it wasn’t the cold that made me tremble—it was anger and helplessness. Scarlett. Those cold, detached eyes of hers lingered in my mind, her unconcerned expression as I begged for the sake of my family. I couldn’t believe the girl I had raised—nurtured, clothed, and cared for—could turn into something so cruel. But cruel she was. Not a single shred of remorse for Grace’s suffering. Not an ounce of empathy for Daniel’s plight. She scarcely listened before issuing her commands to the healing center staff like a soldier on a battlefield, severing any lifelines we had left. I gritted my teeth as I climbed into the car, slamming the door shut behind me. My hands hovered over the wheel for a moment, shaking. Why? How could she abandon her family so heartlessly? Then my phone rang, jolting me out of my thoughts. The