Pampered By My Mr. Lawyer (Benjamin and Madelyn)

Chapter 35 Driven to Desperation

Chapter 35 Driven to Desperation

Madelyn froze.

Camila's face was pale as she said again, "Your father committed suicide in the jail! He's been saved,

but is in bad condition! Madelyn, please, I beg you to think of a way to let me see him! His health has

always been poor, and this blow is too big!"

Camila covered her face and cried out.

Madelyn's mind was in turmoil. She couldn't believe that her father, a man of iron will, would commit

suicide, as he was perfectly fine when she saw him the other day! She called Owen at once, asking

him to help them see Samuel.

At the same time, Owen had also received the news and was about to discuss it with Madelyn, so he

asked her to come to the law firm to talk.

Madelyn comforted Camila with this news, and the two of them hurried to the law firm even without

eating breakfast.

Mr. James looked serious.

He made several phone calls in front of Madelyn and Camila, and then shook his head, "He's fine, but

he can't be released on bail. He has to be treated inside."

Thinking of her relationship with David, Owen tactfully said a few more, "Ms. Green, since your father's

case involves the Campbell family, you... could you approach Mr. Campbell and see if there's any room

for negotiation?"

Mr. Campbell... Daniel!

Madelyn closed her eyes in pain. She should have guessed that Daniel was behind this! He had done

so many unreasonable things, all just to force her to come back to him.

But how could she go back?

If Madelyn became the other woman, her father would be furious even to the point of spitting blood! But

she couldn't give in. What about her dad and Camila? Did they really have to be ruined and perish?

Madelyn sat there blankly.

Mr. James looked at her with some sympathy and handed her a cup of warm water, saying softly, "Why

don't you talk to Benjamin again? David told me that you've been getting close recently."

Madelyn's heart felt like it had been pricked by needles.

It hurt, and it was continuous.

Mr. James was an experienced person, and he continued in a gentle tone, "Benjamin is not so

unsympathetic. The other day he came to me to pick up..."

He suddenly thought of what Benjamin had told him and stopped himself.

--What if Benjamin changes his mind? Wouldn't it just disappoint the girl again?

Madelyn nodded after hearing his suggestion.

When she went out, she hesitated to call Benjamin, but she had rejected him just last night. Would he

still be willing to listen to her if she called and begged him now? Madelyn wasn't sure.

But for her dad's sake, she mustered up the courage to make the call... but the phone was off.

Benjamin had turned it off.

Madelyn was a bit desperate. She almost couldn't face Camila.

Camila, Camila... where was she?

Madelyn thought Camila had gone to the bathroom, so she searched around but didn't find her.

She began to feel uneasy and called Camila's phone, "Answer the phone... answer the phone..."

The call was connected, but no one answered.

Madelyn suddenly remembered something and ran to the elevator, frantically pressing the elevator

button... When she got in the elevator, her whole body trembled.

Camila... don't do anything stupid!

Don't...

Madelyn was ultimately too slow. When she arrived at the president's office of the Campbell Group, it

was a mess.

Daniel leaned against the redwood desk, covering his stomach with both hands and blood continuously

oozing through his fingers.

The scene was shocking!

Camila held a fruit knife tightly in her hand, and she looked like she was in a trance and spoke

unintelligibly.

Madelyn's voice trembled as she called out, "Camila!" This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Camila's gaze was fixed, and she murmured, "I killed Daniel. He won't harm Samuel or you anymore...

Madelyn, I told you he wasn't suitable for you."

Madelyn's face was full of tears.

She gently hugged Camila and choked, "Camila, don't be afraid... I'm here!"

Daniel held his wound, and blood kept dripping down. The secretary wanted help him with the wound,

but he pushed her away and asked Madelyn word by word, "Can't you see that I'm bleeding? Madelyn,

you don't care if I die or not, do you?"