The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 291

After saying his piece, the call ended.

Leilani held her phone, momentarily speechless.

Judie, standing beside her, looked entirely self-righteous. "My cousin did the right thing. If you ask me, Leilani, you're just too independent! The squeaky wheel gets the grease. Acting like this—shouldering everything on your own—only makes the people who love you worry!"

Leilani remained silent. She knew Judie had a point, but she had been this way for so many years that it was a hard habit to break.

Seeing that Judie felt no guilt over snitching and was instead doubling down, Leilani poked her forehead in resignation. "I know I handled this a bit poorly, but your cousin is still abroad on a business trip. Calling him won't help anything; it just makes him worry for no reason. I won't say anything about you telling your cousin, but you absolutely cannot tell Dante about this. He is getting older. Let's not burden him with this."

Dante had always been fond of her. Ever since he found out she and Callahan were officially a couple, he would send over jewelry and food every now and then. If he found out she was injured, she wouldn't hear the end of it for a while.

Judie nodded. She understood the logic and hadn't planned on telling Dante anyway. She looked at Leilani's treated wounds. The large patches of black and blue bruising made her wince just looking at them.

Judie suddenly remembered that Leilani had been in the accident with Yvonne. If someone as skilled as Leilani was hurt this badly, Yvonne must be in terrible shape.

"What about Yvonne? Is she okay? I remember she just got discharged a little while ago. Now that she's been in another accident, she's not back in a hospital bed, is she? Who on earth is this vicious? That was a brutal hit!"

At the mention of Yvonne, Leilani's expression grew complicated.

"When we were dodging the truck, she hit her head and passed out. But the doctor said it's nothing major."

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