They stepped away from the car, distancing themselves from earshot.
Firing a direct gaze at Matthew, Stella’s voice was laced with both anger and disbelief. “Matthew, what’s your plan for Robin? Are you truly considering crossing legal lines for Lindsay?”
As they left the Clark family residence, all the questions Stella had bottled up poured out unchecked.
Her eyes, now mirrors of profound disappointment, struggled to reconcile the image of the upright Matthew she knew with his recent, unscrupulous decisions for Lindsay.
Matthew’s expression darkened under the weight of her words.
After a tense pause, he finally spoke, his voice firm yet weary.
“Lindsay’s well-being is my top priority right now. She’s not in a state to face additional stress. I assure you, I will handle this matter appropriately. Please, I ask that you leave it to me.”
Stella responded with sharp disappointment, “Matthew, you’ve really let me down. I hope you won’t regret today’s decision.”
Without another word, she turned sharply and strode briskly to her car, her departure as swift as a summer storm, leaving Matthew to stand alone in the growing dusk.
Matthew remained motionless, his face set in a stern mask, while inside, his emotions churned tumultuously.
After some moments, he composed himself and walked slowly back to his car, his steps heavy with thought.
Inside the car, Lindsay had been observing the exchange from a distance. Though secretly satisfied with the fracture between Matthew and Stella, she adopted a mask of concern. “Matthew, it’s all my fault for sparking that clash with Stella. Should I go and clear things up with her?”
Irritated and impatient, Matthew responded, “Don’t worry about it. Just focus on your recovery and steer clear of Stella. I’ll ensure everyone is satisfied with how we resolve the situation with Robin.”
After ensuring Lindsay was safely back at her apartment, Matthew headed straight to the police station.
En route, Fernando delivered the latest findings from the investigation. The evidence now unmistakably implicated Robin in the incident involving the chandelier.
As Fernando relayed the details, he watched Matthew’s face intently, trying to read his thoughts. However, Matthew’s features remained inscrutable, his composure Like stone. Finally, unable to contain his curiosity any longer, Fernando ventured, “Mr. Clark, how should we proceed with this matter now?”
Matthew, with a calm exterior but a storm brewing within, said, “Let’s discuss this further at the police station.”
Truth be told, he had no intention of bailing Robin out. His words to Lindsay earlier had been nothing more than a soothing lullaby, meant to calm her anxious heart temporarily.
When Matthew and Fernando arrived at the police station, the air was thick with the quiet hum of bureaucracy. A police officer greeted them with unexpected news: Robin was no longer in custody.
Fernando’s face twisted with disbelief, his voice sharp as he demanded, “Who? Who took him away?”
The officer, unwavering, replied, “It was Robin’s grandmother and mother. They handled the paperwork and took him home.”
Matthew’s brow furrowed, suspicion knitting his thoughts together like a tangled web. He found it hard to believe that Leona and Betsey had the clout to extract Robin from custody so effortlessly.