Chapter 61 Camila Desperately Rescues Emily
A chill ran down Camila’s spine
If all of this had been premeditated by Agnes, then there was no way William would find a doctor in time.
No, she couldn’t just sit and wait for fate to decide.
Emily must not die.
Five years ago, she had been framed once before.
This time, she would not allow history to repeat itself. She had to save Emily–now.
Camila declared, “Let go of me, I have to save Emily”
Lindsey hesitated, concern flashing in her eyes, but she finally loosened her grip.
Just as Camila took a step toward Emily, Harry lunged in front of her, while Owen quickly blocked her from the other side.
Harry’s eyes were as cold as ice as he snapped, “Camila, haven’t you had enough? You already tried to kill Emily, and now you’re going to finish the job in front of us? How did you become so cruel? You’re nothing but a venomous woman, rotten
to the core.”
Owen, looking equally disappointed, added, “Camila, I’m warning you–stop now. If you keep this up, your punishment won’t be just five years in prison. With the Connor family’s power, you’ll rot behind bars for the rest of your life. And when that happens, even our childhood friendship won’t mean a damn thing.”
“Movel If she doesn’t get help now, she’s going to die! Are you really just going to stand there and watch her die?” Camila was both furious and desperate.
But Harry and Owen remained unmoved.
Agnes feigned concern and said, “Camila, even if you hate Emily, you don’t have to take her life. Even if she wakes up and exposes your past crimes, you’ve already served five years in prison. The law won’t punish you again. There’s no need for you to be so ruthless.”
Harry clenched his fists and sneered, “Look at you now–like a madwoman. You should’ve been locked away forever.”
Owen furrowed his brows and said. “How long will you keep being so stubborn? Are you determined to send yourself back to prison?”
Seeing that they refused to budge, rage burned fiercely within Camilla.
She knew arguing with them was useless. Without another word, she grabbed a fruit knife from the basket on the bedside table and started swinging it wildly.
“Get out of my way! All of you, move!” she screamed, her bloodshot eyes burning with madness, like a vengeful spirit crawling out of hell.
Nothing else mattered now.
If Emily died, so would she.
For her own sake, she had to save Emily.
Harry and Owen were startled by her sudden outburst and quickly backed away.
But Harry was a split second too slow. The blade grazed his face, and blood instantly trickled down.
“Camila, you’ve lost your mind!” Harry roared, clutching his wounded cheek.
Camila’s voice was hoarse yet unwavering “Move, or kill you both.”
Harry was both enraged and shaken.
Camila had actually drawn a knife on him.
And he didn’t doubt for a second that she had meant to hurt him.
If he had reacted even a moment later, the blade wouldn’t have just cut his face–it would’ve slashed his throat.
A cold sweat broke out on his back as he stared at her in shock, unwilling to take another step forward
Owen, too, was stunned into silence. He stood there, staring at Camila, taking in every detail. She felt like a stranger. Tr. bright, cheerful girl he once knew was gone. In
ass and fearless, a woman on the verge of breaking
Successfully unlocked!
“Camila… what happened to you?” he murmured, his voice filled with pain and confusion.
Camila didn’t care how they saw her. The only thing on her mind was saving Emily.
Just then, Lindsey, Keira, and Hazel rushed over stepping between Camila and the others.
Chapter 1 Camila Desperately Rescues Emily.
Hazel looked Camila straight in the eye and declared, “Miss Jackson, do what you have to do. I’ll always support you
Lindsey and Keira nodded firmly, their gazes full of trust and encouragement.
At that moment, a wave of emotion crashed over Camila. Tears spilled down her face
Her own family had never believed her. They had only ever hurt her.
The warmth she felt came from Hazel and strangers:
Her family had abandoned her–but the world hadn’t.
She didn’t know whether to call herself lucky or unlucky.
There was so much she wanted to say, but in this tense moment, words failed her.
She turned sharply, dropped the bloodstained knife, and rushed to Emily’s bedside, immediately starting CPR.
Her hands pressed down on Emily’s chest, strong and steady. Again and again, she called out, “Emily, wake up! You can’t die. I’ve already spent five years in prison because of you–do you want me to get the death penalty now?”
She wasn’t afraid of death.
But she couldn’t accept dying while her enemies still lived.
Agnes, watching Camila’s frantic attempts to revive Emily, was filled with both shock and fear. When she strangled Emily. she had used all her strength..
But before she could confirm if Emily was truly dead, Camila had barged in.
Now, she was terrified that Camila might actually save her.
Panic flickered in her eyes, but with everyone focused on Camila and Emily, no one noticed her nervous expression
Minutes ticked by. Sweat poured from Camila’s forehead, soaking her clothes. Her arms ached, her muscles screamed in protest, but she kept going–repeating the motions with relentless precision.
Emily remained unresponsive. Camila’s heart pounded with fear.
Carefully, she pinched Emily’s nose, took a deep breath, and pressed her lips against hers, giving her mouth–to–mouth resuscitation
Agnes, watching from the sidelines, gradually relaxed as Emily showed no signs of waking.
A barely perceptible smirk tugged at the corners of her lips. ‘Emily must be dead, she thought. I have nothing to worry
about now.”
Harry and Owen, meanwhile, were filled with conflicting emotions.
If Camila had really wanted Emily dead, why was she so desperate to save her?
Was she putting on an act to avoid punishment?
Based on what they knew of her, that seemed like the most logical answer.
Their eyes flickered with doubt before settling into firm disdain.
“Camila, do you really think this fake display of concern will erase what you’ve done?” Harry said coldly.
Owen sighed. “You’ve disappointed me beyond words, Camila.”
Lindsey, unable to tolerate their stupidity any longer, clenched her fists in fury.
Dressed in fine suits, educated at top schools, yet utterly brainless.
Her anger boiled over. “Shut up!” she snapped.
Her voice thundered through the room, carrying an undeniable authority that made Harry and Owen freeze.
Camila felt her strength slipping away. Her arms felt like lead, her lips were numb.
Gritting her teeth, she pressed down on Emily’s chest once more, then leaned in for another breath.
Just as despair threatened to consume her, Emily suddenly coughed. The trapped air in her lungs finally released, and her eyelids fluttered open.
Tears welled up in Camila’s eyes. She grabbed Emily’s hand, ready to pour out all her grievances-
But before she could say a word, William burst into the room with a doctor. Seeing Emily awake, relief flashed across his face. Then his gaze landed on Camila.
Instantly, his expression darkened with fury
“Camila! Get away from my sister!” he roared.
