Charlotte's hands gripped the steering wheel like a vice, her foot heavy on the gas pedal as she sped through the streets. Her mind raced with a mix of emotions - anger, fear, and a hint of desperation - as she replayed Donald's words like a recorded audio.

"Wilson captured your mother, Charlotte... He's been using you... He's not who you think he is...You want her dead or alive?"

The words swirled in her head, fueling her determination to confront Wilson once and for all. She had to know the truth, no matter how painful it might be.

As for Mia, she had specifically told Donald to wait, there were...