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Finally, he muttered, almost to himself, “I just want them to get along, for this family to be… peaceful, unified. Is that so much to ask?” I wanted to tell him that it wasn’t, that peace was possible, but I knew better. It was more complicated than that, tangled in family dynamics and years of unresolved resentment. All I could do was be there to guide him—and to ensure that when the time did come, everything he’d built would be passed on with dignity and fairness. “So, Crawford,” he started, folding his hands in front of him. “Tell me—how are the shares doing? And Audrey… she’s still handling things well as acting CEO?”

“Daughter, don’t worry about me because, aside from your grandfather, your aunt, and your cousin, they stay with me.” Alexa smiled at her mother before looking at her aunt. “Well, if you hurt my mother, I will take back what I gave to Liza!” Joan glared at her niece. “I’ve changed even though you haven’t given your other inheritance to Liza.” Alexa grinned; her aunt was ill-tempered. “Alright, let’s go home, and let’s continue the story there,” Charles called the whole family, including Alexa’s family. Joan hurriedly got into the car and was eager to get to Zion’s family home.

I started to say calmly, as I took a seat by the table. “How did you end up here?” He took his seat across from me, taking a deep breath. He exhaled loudly and heavily, I could tell it wasn't a memory he wanted to remember. A part of his life he wished he could take back. “My family, we have been the keepers of Juzarh for centuries.” he began, keeping his mesmerizing eyes locked to mine. “The keeper must have two sons. Only two, no more than two.” “What happens when he has more than two?” I interrupted him out of curiosity.

" She continued looking around for a familiar figure. Audie was stunned to hear his daughter's question. His heart squeezed as he realized Clarissa had utterly lost her memory. "There is no house, mother; it's just me and your family here—Sierra, Barbara, and their husbands," Audie patiently explained. But Clarissa shook her head vigorously. "Family? No! You seem to have the wrong person. I have no family; I live alone with the orphanage mother and the children. My family has abandoned me since I was a child." Clarissa's explanation convinced Audie that her daughter had completely lost her memory - not a single memory of her family remained. Audie had hoped Clarissa would lose her bad memori

The family gathered. The story continued.

When the rogues kidnapped me, my father, my brother, and my fiancé wouldn't even give three hundred dollars as ransom. Yet they threw tens of millions dollars at my adopted sister's birthday celebration while I was butchered by rogues who never got their payment. The adoptive sister’s parents died saving me, and after my family took her in, she became the center of attention—and the most important person—in our home. But when they got my death finally, they all fell into deep sorrow.

"He was never meant to exist! One day, he'll grow up and hate you for the rest of his life!" Step by step, I made my way down the stairs. As I held the baby in my arms, I stopped just beside Michael. The railing between us made sure he couldn't reach the child. "Honey, what are you talking about? This is our son, Austin. Why would I ever want to kill baby Austin?" I crouched down so he could see the baby clearly, then smiled and said, "Look at him. Isn't he adorable? He looks just like you did when you were little…

They looked like one big happy family. So, while I was kidnapped and the whole ordeal was livestreamed on the internet, not a single family member had noticed. Bruce suspiciously looked at me and told me to make a call. The moment Mom heard it was me, her tone turned impatient. "I just knew you would ruin the mood! Ever since we brought you back from the countryside, there hasn't been a single peaceful day at home. Evonne has never had a proper birthday since then. "This time, no matter what you say, we won't neglect Evonne because of you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung a machete and chopped it into the coffee table. CRASH! Glass flew everywhere. Following his orders, bright red paint was splashed all over the room. Father collapsed amid the mess, watching paint drip down their family portrait, covering his face as he wept. This had been hand-sewn by his deceased wife. Twenty years ago, his wife had held their newborn daughter and smiled, saying the family would always be together. Now his biological daughter was missing, and the house was in chaos because of the Omega he had favored and adopted.

“You might not know yet, but I would do anything to protect my wife, so don’t you even dare to dream that you can’t hurt her.” “I said I was only being kind to her!” “Keep your kindness to your husband and your children. My wife finds it unsettling, so, stay away.” A long silence ensued again before she burst into laughter, “Shane wanted that place first! Family over love, is that not how it is supposed to be?!” “And who is the family?” “Your brother, of course! Your brother, Shane!” “He wanted it first. But… you gave it to that woman instead.” “That woman is my wife, hence, my family.”