Semua Bab Billionaire's Regret: Finding Her: Bab 411 - Bab 420

The figures on the screen hadn’t changed, but the relationships between them had."Take a good look," Caitlin said coldly, her voice cutting through the air like a blade. "This is the real Yuncey family tree."Clayton had only one child—Alexandra. He never had a son. Miles? He was just a godson, not a biological heir.“Let me be clear—there is a difference between a legally adopted child and a godchild. The former is legally recognized. The latter is symbolic only. Miles was not adopted. He was merely Clayton’s godson, granted the Yuncey surname but with no blood relation whatsoever."And if there’s no blood relation—what right does he have to claim legitimate succession?”Quill's face twisted with fury and panic. He shot up from his seat.“Caitlin, stop spreading lies! You're trying to rewrite history just so you can seize the Yuncey Group! Who's going to believe your version of the family tree?”Caitlin's expression turned icy.“I didn't alter anything. What I’ve shown is the origin

“It sounds like Greta,” someone murmured outside.“Go check.”“Yes, sir.”In the Yuncey Family garden, Caitlin had just stepped in when Greta blocked her path like a rabid dog.“Caitlin! I know everything!” she shrieked. “You framed Quill! You got him arrested! You’re ruthless! What more do you want from us?!”“Quill committed murder. The police have the evidence. His arrest was lawful—what does that have to do with me?” Caitlin’s voice was steady and cold. She had expected someone like Greta to lash out, but she didn’t flinch.“You and Cynthia planned this together, didn’t you? You came to this family to destroy it!” Greta raged. “Since the day you stepped into this house, one disaster after another has struck us! Death, prison—now are you satisfied? Is this what you wanted all along?!”“You’re blaming me for your own sins?” Caitlin sneered. “Your family fell apart because of your own actions. No one forced Quill to be a killer. The heavens themselves won’t tolerate such evil.“Quill

Caitlin and James split up to search Timothy’s private study and bedroom for the Codex. After a few hours, they regrouped in one of the rooms."How’d it go on your side?" James asked."I found two copies," Caitlin replied."I found three."They each pulled the books from their jackets and laid them out in front of them. Caitlin stared at the five identical-looking books, frowning deeply."Which one’s the real one?" James asked, glancing between the identical covers.Caitlin flipped through each volume meticulously. After a careful comparison, she let out a cold breath. "None of these are real. They’re all decoys—fakes made to fool thieves.""Then where’s the real one?" James frowned.Caitlin shook her head. "Maybe the old man was telling the truth. Maybe the original really isn’t here at the Yuncey estate. It’s likely Eleanor took it with her when she left. Why only the first half remains now\... there must be a reason."The truth was buried too deep, and neither of them could guess w

Caitlin's voice was cold and sharp as steel, cutting through the air with commanding weight.Sebastian stood behind her like an immovable mountain, her unwavering support. James stood on the other side, watching Timothy with a grim calm. The younger generation of the Yuncey Family stared in stunned silence, their expressions caught between awe and dread. Even Hayden drew in a slow, deep breath. The local officials from Departure City looked tense under the heavy atmosphere. Reporters held their breath, cameras locked onto Timothy.All eyes were on him.Timothy felt like he had been driven to the edge of a cliff. There was no way back. No escape.He reached up with a trembling hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, his gaze shifting to the generations of descendants who stood behind him.He knew Caitlin too well. Knew exactly what she was capable of. If he refused to kneel today, it wouldn’t just be his dignity at stake—she would take everything from him, including his family.The

“Forrest!”Timothy’s voice rang out hoarsely as he summoned the butler into the room.Forrest stepped inside, his usual calm and deferential expression firmly in place. “Yes, sir? What can I do for you?”“I need you to call Caitlin. There’s something I must tell her.”Forrest suddenly lifted his head. His eyes no longer looked kind. The warmth vanished from his voice, replaced with a sharp, icy edge.“Have you forgotten the promise you made to our master back then? If you break that oath and reveal the truth, don’t blame me for what happens next.”Timothy’s face twisted in confusion, his eyes narrowing. “What… you—wait, you’re…”Before he could finish the sentence, Forrest stepped forward, swiftly pulling a dagger from his sleeve and plunging it into Timothy’s abdomen.“Ugh…”Timothy fell to the floor, eyes wide, blood spilling from his mouth. He could hardly believe what had just happened—Forrest, the man who had served The Yuncey Family for decades, was a plant, an assassin.Without