Chapter 0053

Jackson's eyes locked onto Ava's, his voice firm. "Since you've heard, it won't be much of an explanation. I need your power to bury everything, even Emily Greenfield."

“The ghost?”

Ava's gaze met his, her mind racing with the irony. Jackson, you're asking me to bury myself, she thought, her eyes screaming the truth she dare not speak.

"I can't help you, Jackson," she said firmly, trying to extricate herself from the situation.

But Luke, ever the opportunist, chimed in. "What do you mean you can't help me? You're famous, I’m running for governor, you can't afford to lose me if I become successful..."

“But you’re not.” Ava's voice rose, her patience wearing thin. "It's none of my business, Jackson. You should leave."

But Jackson didn't hear her, his grip on her hand tightening. Ava trembled, her body reacting to his touch like an open wound. She whispered, "Stop," under her breath, but Jackson kept pleading, his voice relentless.

Just as Jackson's grasp became unbearable,