Chapter 391 Faking a Suicide

• Ford Bannister stared coldly at the woman lying on the mat. He didn’t even bother to help lift Elena Lundberg into the car. He just watched, icy and distant, as she was carried into the ambulance like a lamb to the slaughter.
• Elena’s eyes were shut tight, her lips mumbling without end. Someone leaned closer and realized she’d been calling Ford’s name the whole time.
• “Ford, don’t leave me. Please, don’t leave me.”