I'm Done Being This Tragic Female Lead

: Chain Reaction

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After getting the details of the situation, the police officer turned his gaze to me.

"Miss Shaw, is what they're saying true? Were they trying to force you to donate an organ?"

My eyes met Henrik Drakon's, and he shot me a warning look.

'Are you kidding me? Isn't this the perfect time to provoke the male lead?'

"Yes, yes! I was forced! I owe their family money, and it wasn't enough that he made me work like a dog—now he wants me to donate a kidney too!"

With a THUD, I dropped to my knees and started wailing.

"Why am I so unlucky? My parents never loved me, and after they ran up a huge debt, they just abandoned me and jumped off a building! Now the daughter has to pay her parents' debts."

I cried so heart-wrenchingly that anyone who saw me would have been saddened, and anyone who heard me would have shed a tear.

The police officer shot Henrik Drakon a cold look.

"Well then, I'll have to ask you to come with me, sir."

As for Cecilia Linton, she was left at the hospital due to her poor health, where she would be under 24-hour police supervision to give her statement.

Henrik Drakon and I were taken to the police station.

Before getting into the car, the man's voice reached me, laced with danger.

"Lana Shaw, I underestimated you."

"I'm begging you, Mr. Drakon, please don't be angry."

My legs gave out, and I collapsed on the ground, clinging tightly to his calf. Henrik Drakon was stunned by this move.

"What are you doing? Are you possessed?"

"Mr. Drakon, please don't punish me! I can go back to doing chores and cleaning, I can work hard to pay off the debt, but I'm begging you—please don't kill me!"

The police stared at us in surprise. In the end, Henrik Drakon was personally escorted into the car by two burly officers.

Meanwhile, I was comforted by two female officers as I got into another police car to give my statement.

A 24-hour police interrogation is no joke. Anyone without a strong mental fortitude might just have a complete breakdown inside.

But when it comes down to it, the line for what constitutes forced organ donation is blurry.

Therefore, Henrik Drakon spent less than a day inside before the Drakon family members posted bail for him.

Henrik Drakon's cold, sinister eyes stared straight at me.

But I was filled with anticipation, secretly rubbing my hands together in my mind.

'Hurry up and kill me already!'

But before he could speak, a black official sedan pulled up in front of us. The window rolled halfway down, revealing half of a face, and Henrik Drakon's body tensed instinctively.

"Grandfather."

"After something like this, you've brought utter disgrace to the Drakon family name."

'Heh, as if the Drakon family has any face to lose.'

I stood off to the side in silence as a file was tossed out of the car.

"Cecilia Linton is perfectly healthy—there's nothing wrong with her at all! How far are you planning to go for this woman?!"

"What?!"

Stunned, Henrik Drakon picked up the file from the ground. He opened it to find a health report, and every single indicator was in the green.

"How could the Drakon Family produce an idiot like you? Getting played for a fool by some woman, even causing such a scandal… Were you planning on having a death on your hands?!"

Although I knew Cecilia Linton was healthy, I never thought the Drakon family members would find out so quickly.

After all, in the original plot, Henrik Drakon only learned the truth after I died. That's when he had his awakening, but by then, it was too late.

'Could this be the chain reaction I've caused by not following the plot?'