Rebirth Reclaiming Her Self by Fleur Delacour

Chapter 200 Who Will Take the Blame?

Chapter 200 Who Will Take the Blame?

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The lights in the operating room went out. Daniel stepped out, his expression grave, no longer the playful

demeanor he had moments ago.

Seeing this, Angela hurriedly approached. “How did it go?”

Daniel nodded slightly, his voice tinged with exhaustion. “The surgery went relatively well, but she hasn't yet

passed the critical period. Whether she wakes up or not is uncertain. It would be best to find her family. Also, her

will to survive... is quite low.”

Angela’s heart skipped a beat. She wasn’t worried about finding the woman's family; the police would locate

them soon enough.

As she offered to cover sof the woman's hospital expenses, Daniel whistled nearby. “To think you're so kind-

hearted, Angie. I've never met someone as generous as you for as long as I've lived. If we hadn't been together

just now, I'd have suspected you were the one behind

the wheel.”

Angela’s eyes flickered. Does this guy ever shut his mouth?

Jonathan shot Daniel a sideways glance. “Enough chatter.”

Daniel looked unjustly accused. “I'm just looking out for her. At her young age, with no experience of the world’s

harsh realities, those who know her think she’s kind-hearted, but those who don’t might have different ideas.”

Then, with a yawn, he waved his hand and departed, saying he needed a nap even if the sky fell.

Angela fell silent. She knew Daniel was right. Sometimes, doing nothing was the best option. to avoid trouble.

But after being given a second chance at life, she understood one thing-no need to overthink everything. Love

who you want to love, do what you want to do, and as long as you have a clear conscience, that’s all that

matters.

Jonathan watched Angela’s profile, his gaze turning profound.

Leaving the hospital, Angela glanced through the car window and saw the limping man and the elderly woman

with silver hair entering the hospital with sad expressions. They were the woman's husband and mother-in-law.

Supporting each other, they struggled to walk as fast as they could, but it was clearly difficult. Angela felt a mix

of emotions. Knowing the truth, she felt compelled to do something.

Lost in her thoughts, Angela stumbled over the threshold when she arrived home, nearly falling to the ground.

Jonathan, quick on his feet, caught her waist.

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“Sorry, sorry...” Angela held onto Jonathan's arm tightly, looking startled.

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Jonathan didn’t release his grip on Angela's waist. Instead, he patted her head gently and said softly, “I'm fine.

You're the one who needs help.”

Angela explained, “I'm just a bit worried.”

Jonathan offered a faint smile and reassured her, “Don’t worry, Daniel will handle it just fine.”

Angela hoped so. Looking up at Jonathan, there was a hint of pleading in her eyes. “Can | ask you for a favor?”

Jonathan continued to guide her inside, smiling quietly. “Of course, what is it?” His lips curved into a delightful

smile, happy that Angela could cto him right away and request

assistance.

She wanted to ask him about the progress of the police investigation into the accident. Just like in her previous

life, there were no eyewitnesses or surveillance footage. Based on the current situation, the female driver

seemingly drove against traffic and hit the guardrail before colliding with the car in front. Due to the impact,

Samuel's car crossed the solid line and spun, hitting the guardrail a few times, but his car wasn’t severely

damaged.

Thinking about it, if Samuel hadn't confessed to the accident from the get-go in her previous life, based solely on

the scene of the accident, no one would have believed he was the one responsible. Angela was sure that Samuel

would have called the Kinses immediately, and they would have taken care of things, which was why the police

didn’t find anything

incriminating. However, this time, they had her, and she wouldn't let the Kinses off the hook so easily.

She would expose the truth, and Samuel would pay for his crimes. For all the abuse and damage they caused to

her and her home, she would make them pay back with interest.

On the other side, Samuel hurriedly approached James upon seeing his return. “Well, James? How is it?” His face

was tense, unusually sober at the moment.

James gave him a slap on the head in response. “How many times have | told you you can fool around and slack

off but don’t do anything you shouldn't?! Drunk driving, hit-and-run, how could you?! It’s not just about hitting

someone else. What if you end up risking your life?”

James was livid not because Samuel caused trouble but because he risked his own life.

Samuel looked like a guilty puppy, hanging his head. “I've learned my lesson, James. But, how's the situation

over there?”

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James sighed, sitting down heavily on the sofa with a hint of triumph and certainty between his brows. “Don’t

worry, as long as that woman doesn’t wake up, everything will be fine. But just in case, it's best to find someone

to take the blame.” That way, Samuel would be safe even if the woman regained consciousness. He had a strong

desire for control and didn’t want things to go beyond his control.

“Who should we find?” Samuel was very uneasy when he heard that the woman was saved. “How about we just

pay someone off and let them take the blwhen the tcomes?”

“You idiot!” James wanted to beat up his brainless younger brother. “You can’t just find anyone. This is a serious

matter. If it goes wrong, we could be blackmailed. Do you realize this is a hit-and-run? What if the woman wakes

up, and the person taking the blspills the beans? That's a whole lot of trouble.”

Samuel, too, was exasperated. “I can’t believe someone reported to the police!” If the woman died, he could just

pay smoney, not even that much. But if she woke up, he would not only be in trouble, but the follow-up

treatment would be even more troublesome.

Scarlet frowned, her face filled with worry as she asked James, “What should we do now? Who can we find to

take the blame?”

If Angela were here, they surely wouldn't hesitate to push her out. However, she wasn’t someone they could

easily command anymore. Of course, she couldn't bear to let any of her sons take the bleither.

Samuel's eyes darted around, and then he leaned closer to Scarlet. “Mom, what about Zacharias?”

Scarlet’s expression darkened. “Don’t you dare?! Have you forgotten about condition? How dare you think of

using him to take the blame?”

your

brother's

Samuel shrank back and muttered, “Of course, I'm not seriously asking him to go behind bars. Think about it.

Because of his poor constitution, we can plea to the court if it does get to that point. Also, we can easily get him

medical parole.”

Scarlet fell into thought in response. Will this really work?

Seeing Scarlet’s softened stance, Samuel grew more confident. “Mom, I've really learned my lesson. | won't dare

to do it again. If | go in, my life will be over, but... Zacharias is different.”