All Chapters of Nine Ungrateful Sisters: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The family hall stood on the hill behind the villa, enclosed within the compound walls.Amara followed the path up the back hill. She felt the eyes of the men in black on her the entire way. They had sealed the property with a tight perimeter. No one could enter or leave. Yet they had not advanced beyond that.She could not tell what they were waiting for. The pressure in her chest did not ease as she walked.Then she stepped into the family hall, and something inside her went still. This was where her ancestors rested.She carried Chamberlain blood. In this place, she felt it.She paid her respects, then made her way to the side room. Arthur's body lay there, along with what remained of his personal effects.He had not been buried. His contributions to Silverton had earned him special dispensation. His body rested in a crystal coffin, preserved for public viewing and remembrance.When the public period ended, they brought him back to the Chamberlain home. Someone was always ass

"All right, ease up. It's his first time doing this. Of course he's going to make mistakes."One of the sisters tried to defend him, but the others pushed back immediately."First time? Nobody asked him to move a mountain. Is making coffee actually that hard? You just need two working hands.""Seriously. Say what you want about Oscar, but when was the last time we wasted even a minute on this kind of thing while he was around?""When did he ever not have everything sorted before we even got home?""Don't use 'first time' as an excuse. If you can't manage the small things, you'll never manage the big ones. You're supposed to be the future of this family. You're going to take over the Chamberlain name one day. Act like it."Jason stood there with his head down and said nothing. Anyone watching closely would have caught the flicker of contempt beneath the surface. His hands curled into fists at his sides, then just as quickly relaxed.'So this is what the Chamberlain family has com

Amara stepped out through the front door. The men in black turned toward her, their eyes flat and cold.Even with the token in her hand, her stomach tightened. Would this actually work?She glanced back at her sisters crowded behind her, their faces pale and worn. She lifted her chin. Her father would not have left her something useless.She planted herself at the gate, kept the token out of sight, and spoke clearly. "Stand aside. I need to get someone to a hospital."They were all dressed the same. She could not tell who was in charge.The men in black did not move. As one, they fixed their gaze on her. She felt the weight of it press against her skin."I'll say it once more. Stand aside, or the consequences will be on your heads." She reached for the token just as the line of men parted on its own.Natalie stepped through the opening. She wore a black coat over black tactical gear. Her face was still, and something in her expression made the air around her feel dangerous.Ama

Amara had barely finished speaking when Diana gathered the nerve to ask, "Which hospital, Amara?"No one else moved."First Hospital. They have the best facilities," Amara replied."But…" Diana stopped herself. The hospital director had cut ties with the Chamberlains less than an hour ago. Walking back in now felt like inviting humiliation.Amara read the hesitation and patted Diana's arm. "Don't worry. Jasper misread the situation earlier. I don't hold that against him."She touched her cheek for a moment. "But if he tries to block us again, I'll make sure he understands what it means to cross our family. I was too gentle before. That changes now."The shame and fury from Natalie's slaps still burned across her face. She would carry that for the rest of her life. That was the cost of weakness.She closed her hand around the Dracobsidian Token and felt something settle in her chest. 'Rest easy, Father.'Now that she had used it, the Chamberlains would stop losing ground and bec

Caleb walked out of the ward and nearly ran into Amara."Dr. Hoffman?" Her eyes lit up, and she moved toward him immediately.Caleb was a household name across the entire country. He appeared on television regularly, consulted by heads of state, recognized everywhere as the finest medical mind the nation had produced. There was almost no one in Solareon who did not know his face.Caleb frowned at her. "And you are?"Something about her was familiar, but he could not place it."Dr. Hoffman, it's me. Amara Chamberlain. You used to hold me when I was small," she said.That made him look at her properly. He let out a short, cold sound through his nose, turned, and walked away. His expression was the kind a person wore after stepping in something unpleasant on the street.Amara stood there. Caleb was the most gracious man in medicine by reputation. She had always heard that about him. She could not think of a single thing she had done to offend him. She rubbed her temple and came up