Chapter 67 An Unfamiliar Emotion

The mp derous intent in Dickson’s eyes had been unmistakable. Thinking about what his adwordinates had uncovered. Jonathan had a rough idea of what choice Dickson would make

Before Sierra could grasp the meaning behind Jonathan’s words, the doctor emerged. His expression was grim as he spoke directly, “If he’s your friend, I suggest you call the police

The voice carried a trace of anger as he continued, “This is nothing short of inhumane torture. I can’t believe that in this day and age, a human could still be treated like this?

A feeling stirred in Sierra’s heart. She basked/b, ‘Can I see his report?”

The doctor handed her Dickson’s medical report. She flipped open a page, and bthe /bwords on it stung her eyes.

Ruptured spleen, oral injuries, rectal prpse, foreign object retention, hite marks, whip wounds….

She couldn’t keep reading Snapping the report shut, she felt as though another Daphne was reaching out to her for help

She lowered her bhead /bwithout speaking, but the aura around her made those nearby deeply ufortable,

Jonathan didn’t like seeing Sierra like this. He suddenly ced a hand on her shoulder, “Do you want to save him? I’ll help your

Ten bminutes /bter, Sierra and bJonathan /bentered the hospital room. By then, Sierra had regained herposure.

Jonathan’s words had pulled her back from that suffocating darkness, and she finally understood what he had meant earlier.

If she hadn’t gone to find Dickson today, she might have heard of his death tomorrow.

He had been ready to die along with those people.

But Dickson wasn’t the one who had done wrong, he shouldn’t be the one to die.

Just like Daphne. She had only wanted to earn a little money for her mother and brother, to get out and see them sooner. But in the end, all that awaited her was death.

When they entered, Dickson was already awake. Seeing them, a sh of lumiliation crossed his face.

Sierra spoke slowly. There’s no need to feel ashamed. You did nothing wrong. They bare /bthe real monsters”

Dickson was only 19. When Daphine was sent to prison, he had been just 16.

A 16–year–old boy had borne everything on his shoulders. Too young to work legally, he had survived by scavenging through garbage to support himself and his mother.

When he came of age, he worked bmany /bjobs. But without a diploma or skills, his job options were limited to waiting tables or delivering food

His wages weren’t enough to cover his mother’s medical expenses, so not long ago, he had gone to that clubs. A friend had told him it paid well

And it did. He earned several times more than before.

But he also saw what true darkness looked like

At first, he had thought enduring a beating would be the worst of it. He never imagined he would be subjected to nearly half a month of torment.

Countless times, he has wanted to die. But whenever he thought of his mother, he forced himself to endure.

He knew that if he died, his disabled mother wouldn’t bsurvive /beither. He told himself that at the very least, he had to be there. in Jairy her

Chapter 67 An Unfamiliar Emotion

felt filthy, worse than a stray dog bon /bthe streets,

But at *-is moment, someone was telling him that it wasn’t his fault. The real monsters were them.

Finished

Dickson couldn’t hold bback /banymore. At first, silent tears fell. Then he broke into full, unrestrained sobs. Years of suppressed emotion finally burst free,

Sierra watched the boy cry, her eyes reddening. She lifted a bhand /bgently patting bhis /bshoulder without a word.

Wien he had finished venting, she finally said. “From now on, you can think of me as your sister. I only have my grandmab, /bso from now on, the three of us will be bfamily/b. The past is in the past.”

Dickson looked at Sierra, his eyes flickering. After a long moment, he said, “You promised to tell me how Daphne died.”

I did Sierra nodded. “And I will. But not yet.”

She would tell him once everything was over.

For now, she only wanted Dickson to live.

Looking at him, she saw a reflection of the helpless girl she had once been.

But she was much better off than Dickson now. She bhad /bLily, who cared for her, and Jonathan, who had always been there to help.

Dickson,forted by Sierra’s words, spoke up, “Sierra, from today on, you’re my sister!”

Sierra smiled, truly happy. She turned to Jonathan and said, Jonathan, I bhave /banother family member now.”

But Jonathan couldn’t smile. bLooking /bat Sierra like this, something in his chest felt heavy.

It was an unfamiliar emotion. He bhad /bnever felt this way before.

But ever since meeting Sierra, it was as if his heart hade to life, finally capable of feeling.

Dickson’s injuries were severe. After releasing his emotions, he drifted back to sleep.

Sierra and Jonathan left the room, and only then did Sierra bspeak/b. “Mr. Yeager, can you tell me who those people are?”