Did Farmworld Finn Die の小説・ストーリー

MAYA “Hey,” Finn murmured, pressing me closer against his chest. “Are you alright? Can I get you anything?” “No,” I shook my head slowly. “H-How did he die? Was he sick?” Finn hesitated just a fraction, but I felt it in the way his arms tightened. “He wasn’t sick,” he said quietly. “They were returning from the Annual Moon Goddess Worship Ceremony when Ferals attacked. A dozen of them, maybe more. They killed a hundred warriors, Alphas, six elders, and injured others badly.”

"Daddy, ignore her. Aunt Sage is waiting for you." Kael hung up directly. I knelt on the ground, desperately begging everyone around me, but they all avoided me. By the time I finally found a doctor willing to help, Finn's body had already gone cold. "Finn... Finn!" I held my brother's charred wolf form tightly, crying and screaming in despair, but the young wolf in my arms would never respond to me again. He was dead. Killed by the man I loved most.

The couple is survived by their son, Drew McBride, the famous game developer…" Maddie Taylor switched off the TV and collapsed on the couch, exhausted and a tad irritated. She pushed out a breath and shut her eyes. The rich never ceased to set the country in an uproar. Even in their death. ***** Dave and Viviane McBride of the multibillion McBride Foods died and the whole earth wept.

"Something about the irrigation system in the south field not working properly. He was worried the grapes were not getting enough water." "Oh." Wendy's hands stilled on the zipper of her bag. "He barely goes to the farm anymore. Not since his parents..." She stopped talking abruptly. Bit her lip. It looked like she regretted speaking. "Sorry. I should not have said that. It is not my place." "I know about their death," Shayla said gently. She shifted on the bed to sit up straighter. "Vincent told me they died in an accident on the farm." Wendy sat down in the chair by the window. Like she needed to sit for this conversation.

He couldn’t walk well, so a wheelchair was brought for him. "Don’t worry, it’s not permanent. He just needs to use this for a while to speed up the healing process," Harrison assured Dorothy. Dorothy still looked worried. She hadn’t expected to see Stefan in a wheelchair anytime soon. "I’m fine, love. I can still stand," Stefan said. Dorothy nodded. They moved to the living room, where the news was playing. Finn’s death was all over the TV. Dorothy recognized the location—the police and reporters were at the Florence household.

Three days later. The news of Finn Carter's downfall had made headlines everywhere. "Finn Carter, the illegitimate son of Chairman Leo Carter, has been found guilty of orchestrating his father's murder and attempting to kill his biological father in a desperate bid to seize control of Carter Corporation and Carter Specialist Hospital. His co-conspirators have been sentenced to life imprisonment, with their medical licenses permanently revoked.

Still at the cemetery, as the earth covered the coffin, Zacky approached Maurício and spoke so softly that only he could hear: “I will find out who did this…” Maurício did not respond. He only nodded, eyes empty, without the strength even to feel hatred. That night, they returned home in silence. The farm, once alive, felt like a strange place, steeped in mourning. --- Meanwhile, on the other side of the city… Vargas parked the Mercedes in the garage and went inside. He greeted his wife with a quick kiss and walked into the living room. “I heard about the accident at the Carter farm,” he remarked, taking off his jacket. “Tragic…”

“Forgive me, Prince, but I doubt your words. You are our warrior, yes. You investigate, yes. But what should we think when a man dies mysteriously under your watch?” The room shifted. My eyes narrowed on him. He wasn’t just any elder. He was Felda’s father. My brother’s ally. I hadn’t even told Rowan about that incident yet. And now the old wolf was using it against me. Rowan’s voice came from behind me, thick and sharp, cutting the air. “A man died under your watch, Finnian?” The elders gasped and muttered, their shock feeding the fire. My anger burned deeper. I didn’t answer. But Rowan’s Alpha force hit me suddenly, freezing my knees. My body strained under it, my wolf growling inside me.

While they are talking to each other, the woman came in and hand their food to them, “I have prepared a sandwich and juice for you guys, don’t be shy, eat those.” “Thank you ma’am for the food.” Kayleigh grabs one of the sandwiches and also Shawn too. “Ma’am, may I ask, are you just alone in this house?” Shawn asked while eating, “Where are your husband and children?” “My husband passed away years ago because of pneumonia,” Kayleigh can see a little sadness on her face, “while my children are busy in their own lives, two of them already had family and the three of them lives here with me but they are in their work right now.”

"I thought I was just angry. I wanted to see him bleed because he made me cry. But it’s bigger than that. If I just kill him, the world stays broken. If I just take the throne, I become him. I have to destroy the throne. I have to give back what he took." Finn was silent for a long time. He stared at the dusty floorboards. "They told me I was serving a god," he said softly. "I killed people for him. I burned houses because I thought I was on the side of light." "You were lied to," I said. "We all were." "If this gets out," Finn said, looking at the scrolls, "the Church will hunt us to the ends of the earth. They built their whole world on the lie that the King is a hero."