Torn Between Love and Hate

Chapter 209 Trouble Arises

After finishing her phone call with Joseph, Deborah left Moxley Manor.

Joseph was busy, she knew that.

So she didn't let him come to pick her up; instead, she called him and told him the location of a restaurant, then drove

there herself.

Joseph was feeling a bit uneasy, but Deborah couldn't help but laugh. "It's broad daylight now, what are you worried about? Alright, you just drive to the restaurant, and I'll drive there too." Joseph reluctantly agreed, "Alright, just be careful on your way. I'm leaving now. Oh, and my dad mentioned that he'd like to invite you to Black Manor for dinner on the fifteenth day of New Year." On this special Martin Luther King Jr. Day, Gerald invited Deborah over for dinner.

It went without saying that the Black family had accepted Deborah.

Although whether the Black family accepted Deborah or not, it didn't affect Joseph and Deborah being together.

Regardless of everything, Deborah was genuinely happy from the bottom of her heart to receive the approval of Elder Joseph.

"Sure thing," Deborah replied, her lips curling into a smile as she got into the car.

Chandler was about to go to prison, and the Black family had now accepted her.

Additionally, Alyssa's attitude toward Joseph these past few days seems to have become less resistant and repulsive

than before.

Deborah had met with Joseph a few times, and although Alyssa pretended not to know, Deborah was well aware that she most likely knew about it. Deborah had a feeling that everything was moving in a positive direction.

Soon, there will be no one and nothing to stand in the way of her being with Joseph.

After all these years, it seems that the bad times are finally coming to an end.

After hanging up the phone, she got into the car with a cheerful expression and headed towards the restaurant she

had reserved.

Alyssa had a performance today, and Adrian accompanied her.

It was the tenth day of New Year, and Adrian's film crew had started working. As a rising star, Alyssa had many engagements lined up in her schedule.

Evelyn has been getting along, well with Alyssa lately and, curious about Alyssa's performance, she decided to join her.

Deborah, on the other hand, had some free time and was looking forward to enjoying a few relaxing days.

She was thinking that after the fifteenth day of New Year, she would go to Oceanview City and return to work at Jingron Design.

Afterward, Joseph planned to gradually move Jingron Design to Richmond, so they would stay in Richmond in the future. Deborah worked here, making it convenient for Joseph to manage Jingron while also overseeing the Black Group in

Richmond.

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As Deborah drove, she thought about the future, enjoying the beautiful sunshine outside.

As the ice and snow began to melt, her heart warmed along with it.

Moxley Manor was situated in a peaceful area, with few people and vehicles passing by. The open roads also made for a pleasant driving experience. Deborah was lost in thought when suddenly she felt something flash in the rearview mirror, as if a car was approaching from behind.

She instinctively took a closer look in the rearview mirror, but there was nothing behind her.

Only the bare trees lined the sides of the road, with snow still clinging to their branches.

She must be hallucinating. She averted her gaze and continued to look ahead, focusing on driving.

Not far from the starting point, the car suddenly jolted.

The front wheel seemed to have hit something, causing a problem with the tire, and the car came to a stop.

Deborah had no choice but to get out of the car and go ahead to see what was going on.

As she walked to the front of the car, she suddenly felt that something was off.

The road was smooth, without any obstacles, and there shouldn't be anything lying across it that could damage the

wheels.

Something was not right.

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She quickly turned around, thinking she should first get in the car and lock the doors before calling Joseph.

No matter the reason, she couldn't fix the flat tire herself and had to find someone to help.

As she turned around, something quickly pressed against her lower back.

That chilly sensation made Deborah's body tense up immediately, and she didn't move anymore.

She didn't have to think too hard to remember the time in Oceanview City when she was held at gunpoint by someone sent by Chandler.

The scene before her was almost identical to the one she had experienced before. The person making a move behind her could only remind her of Chandler.

But Joseph had clearly told her that Chandler had already gone to the police station.

Once the court reaches a verdict, he will be transferred to live in prison.

In short, there's simply no way it could happen again.

The person behind her quickly spoke up, providing her with the answer.

"Ms. Shepherd, what a surprise, we meet again."

It was Chandler's voice.

He sat in the wheelchair, his face horribly injured and unbearable to look at, resembling a ghastly ghost that sent shivers down one's spine.

Brandon Fisher, Chandler's assistant, was the one holding a gun and taking Deborah hostage.

Deborah had seen it before, that day at the restaurant. It was Chandler and his assistant who had stopped Ashton, wanting to discuss a collaboration with him.

Deborah felt a chill in her heart. At this point, falling into Chandler's hands, it wouldn't be so easy to get away. Chandler must be here, having sneaked out, and is now a fugitive on the run.

Deborah tried her best to calm herself down, knowing that showing fear at this moment would not be of any help.

She turned around and looked at Chandler, "You got picked up by your dad so quickly. You finally got away, but now you want to find your own way to die?" Chandler didn't quite understand what she said. When he was at the police station, he pretended to be sick, so the police sent him to the hospital.

While in the hospital room, Brandon from outside came up with a plan and secretly managed to get him out..

As for Gerald and the rest of the Black family, no one really cared about his well-being.

Chandler said coldly, "What do you mean, my dad is picking me up?"

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Deborah looked surprised. "Isn't that the case? Mr. Black said that after all, you are his son, and he pulled some strings. The police station is already preparing to release you. He said that once you return, he'll teach you a lesson, so that you'll behave better in the Black Group and stop causing trouble. Otherwise, how did you end up here?"

She was certain that once Chandler saw hope, he would definitely not have the heart to harm her again.

After all, taking a life means paying with one's own. If he were to harm her, he would only receive a longer sentence, or even face life imprisonment or the death penalty. Chandler fell silent, looking at her with his dark, snake-like eyes fixed on her body.

Deborah felt a chill down her spine, but she forced herself to maintain eye contact with him, waiting for his response.

After a while, Chandler suddenly sneered with a sinister look on his face, "You still love playing these little tricks, but this time, I won't trust you anymore."

He said, glancing at Brandon.

Before Deborah could say another word, her vision went black as something covered her head, blocking her view

completely..

Chandler spoke deliberately, "Deborah, I don't care how long my sentence will be. But as for you, today is definitely the day you die."

He looked at Brandon. "Take her to the car, let's go."