Sure enough, Grayson continued, "As a result, Celine was ruthless. An old servant of the Pierce family rescued Mr. Atlas and sent him away overnight." Grayson shook his head helplessly.

As I listened to the story, I felt like it was becoming more difficult to breathe. Excruciating pain spread to every cell of my body. My head throbbed, and Grayson was alarmed. "Chloe…" he called.

I quickly waved him away. "It's okay, it's okay. Keep going, I want to hear this."

Grayson looked at me concernedly. "But..."

"I really am fine. It's an old illness. No big deal," I reassured Grayson earnestly.

After hesitating for a moment, Grayson continued under my determined gaze. "The latest information I found is that at that time, Atlas did find Stella. They were on the run when Stella had a car accident. She suffered a head injury and... a serious collarbone injury."

As he spoke, I was stunned. "... A collarbone injury?"

"Yes, a severe collarbone injury. The head injury was even worse," Grayson