When I returned to the Grant estate, holding what remained of my son's body, Connor was in the garden, personally planting roses for Camille.The roses were a deep, vivid red–lush and striking. Just moments ago, his gaze toward Camille had been gentle. But the instant he saw me, it turned to disgust."Sienna, look at yourself. Have the Grants fallen so far that we can't even afford to feed you? You look like a beggar."Don't think this will make me pity you. You couldn't even raise your child properly, always scheming, always calculating. Can't you learn something from Camille for once?"Camille glanced at me, a trace of satisfaction in her eyes, though her voice remained soft."Sienna is just worried about Jamie. If I had been more careful and kept my distance, he wouldn't have run into me. She must be blaming me. Connor, please… bring him back."Connor frowned."That child was being ruined by this woman. Sending him to the training facility was to correct him. This has nothi
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