Chapter 389. We Can’t Let Him Die

Bianca’s eyes widened in disbelief. Dave had always seemed calm and composed. She couldn’t imagine the deep despair he must have felt to even think about ending his life.

Dave stared into the night sky, the darkness stirring memories he had buried deep. They were memories he hated to relive, let alone share.

The sky was gray that day, and the rain fell heavily.

Rupert’s men had gagged him, tied him up, and thrown him into a car.

The vehicle raced toward the grim asylum in Edenfield, a place Dave could only describe as a living hell.

He vividly remembered Rupert’s words to the hospital director that day. With a smile, Rupert had said, “Take good ‘care’ of him. Don’t release him until he’s fully recovered.” Then, with a chilling insinuation, he added, “If he never recovers, I’ll cover all his expenses for life. And, of course, the bonus will be very generous.”

At just ten years old, Dave couldn’t fully grasp the deeper meanings behind