All Chapters of Nine Ungrateful Sisters: Chapter 341 - Chapter 350

In the end, they all cooked together. Clara and Diana couldn't cook at all. Amara had assumed she could manage, but the moment she picked up a pan, the awkward way she held it gave her away.Stanley watched her handle it with the cautious uncertainty of someone touching the object for the first time and came to a quiet conclusion. None of them knew what they were doing.These were women who had always lived above ordinary concerns. Wealth and influence had insulated them so completely that they had never needed to learn the basics. In their world, cooking and cleaning belonged to people with no other choice.He turned the thought over silently. The country had only lived this way for a generation or two. Could someone who had never learned to feed herself really expect that comfort to last forever?He said none of it. He only smiled. "Let me. Honestly, my hands have been idle. It'll be good to use them."None of them could talk him out of it.The sisters gathered around him and s

"Still no answer?" Amara asked.Diana set the phone down with a frown."Don't tell me he blocked us again." Amara cursed under her breath and pointed at Clara. "You try."The result was the same. There was no answer.Amara set aside what she had been holding and dialed the number herself. There was still no answer."Damn him." She nearly threw the phone before catching herself, reminded of how much one cost these days. "Do you see this? That ungrateful little... Our family raised him for more than ten years. We throw him out, and now he can't even answer a call?"Clara and Diana remained silent. By now, Amara had to be running on sheer exhaustion.Oscar wasn't shameless. She had thrown him out as publicly as possible, and now she expected him to come back? Refusing to answer the phone was the least of what she deserved."If we can't reach Oscar, how are we supposed to find Mr. Stone? Are we really going to search all of Silverton for him? With the family in this state, we..." H

Stanley almost snapped back.A man cast out by the Chamberlains was speaking to him like that. The response sat on the tip of his tongue.Then something stopped him.He had come to Silverton under Boreas' orders, carrying the public title of Draconox's special envoy. Yet the man on the other end of the call had pointed at him and called him a dog.The word lingered in his mind as he turned it over.He was Boreas' man. His position existed only because Boreas had become the Archon.In the eyes of Draconox's true powerful figures, the ones who had been there long before either of them, what exactly was he? The answer was not comforting.The speakerphone was still on.Everyone at the table had heard it, and the sheer audacity left Amara nearly trembling. "How dare he? Oscar, do you want to die? Who do you think you're talking to?"Oscar had just insulted Stanley to his face.She hurried to contain the fallout before it landed on her.Stanley gave her a single cold, level look,

After getting the information on Rebecca, Stanley excused himself and left.Once the sisters were alone, Amara looked around the room and frowned. "Where's Giana?"Giana hadn't appeared once since Stanley arrived. She hadn't even come to the table for dinner."She's with Irene. After what Irene went through, her state of mind is…" Diana trailed off.For a woman, there was nothing more humiliating than what had nearly happened in that room. Even if it had not reached the worst possible conclusion, Irene had still endured enough. Some things left marks that could never truly be erased."I'll go check on her." Amara's voice softened. She hadn't been prepared for Irene to come home like this.Jason was different. A young man who had been beaten and humiliated might come out the other side harder than before. The experience itself might shape him into someone useful.But women carried these things differently. The world placed too many chains on them, and their own minds added even m

Clara and Diana looked at each other. Something shifted between them at the same moment.Their family was still standing after everything that had happened today because of the woman sitting on that sofa.She had stayed. She hadn't broken. She had kept fighting long after anyone else would have given up. Yet now, she was crying.The sight shook Diana and Clara to their core. They moved to either side of her without hesitation, resting gentle hands against her back in silent comfort.They wanted to say something, but neither of them knew what to say.Did Amara even need comforting? They had never had to ask themselves that before. They had never seen her like this. She had always been the fixed point, the one who never bent."How could she say those things to me?" Amara's voice trembled through the tears. "How could she say that?"She lifted one hand and held it at a certain height, showing the size of a small child, barely an infant. "She was this small when I started taking car