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He lets out a sigh and runs his hands over his face in agitation. "Can we talk about this tomorrow?". He is really planning to move back. And that's why he can barely look me in the face or answer my questions head on. My head swims and I stumble back away from him slowly. This is it. I should have never gotten ahead of myself, daring to imagine a life with him. He's forever tied to this place, his family…..and nothing is going to change that. I've been so so stupid, thinking that I had a place in his life. The tears prickle my eyes and I draw my robe around me and turn around before he can see them. Perhaps Jeanette was right. I am misfortune. At least to Alex. With me, he's always going to

I once believed Ronald would be my salvation. My parents always told me we were poor, and I believed them. But now, I realized that my sister and I are actually heiresses to the renowned Fall Corporation. "Alice, be a good girl. All the family's money has gone to your sister’s treatment and education. We don’t have any extra, so you have to work hard and help pay for her medical bills."

[Hunter] It was a stupid decision, one that would shape the rest of my life. If I could go back, maybe I would have listened to Reggie–but then I wouldn’t have become the man I am today, a man strong enough to find and reclaim my family and take vengeance for the dead. Because regardless of what I wanted, whether it had been on that particular night or another, the Debrassy family was coming for mine. They had already taken down the Harkness family, then the Vandersteeles, now it was time for the Grants. Soon there would be only one power family left–theirs.

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.

If that was the case then he would make them leave her. Abigail’s smirk made him realize that he was lower than them. But it’s fine, he would rise higher. Abigail was a self made woman. She relied on her own to build her empire, well he used his family business to flourish. Maybe this fact made him look lower than her. If that was what which made him less, then he wouldn’t be less. He will start his business. Just then Austin returned back. He waved his hands to his men, they immediately freed everyone, and came to Austin. They stood in lines like a soldier as if they were protecting their king.

“Because whomever your family is, they are the ones who took you from us.” “I’ll kill them,” my father’s voice is dark, sending shivers down my spine. “They stole you from me. I missed every milestone, every important date because of them. I missed seeing you grow up,” he choked, "I failed you, and I'll never forgive myself for that. You've come home," he whispered with a shaking voice, "you're finally home my precious little girl." Aeress is quietly sobbing, overwhelmed by the touching scene. “Please sit down,” I’m concerned, motioning for him to take a seat next to Damien. “This is a lot for me to take in.”

"And I am not him. I am not a killer. I want you to live with this. To wake up every morning and watch your name become nothing. To see the legacy you protected turn to ash. That is a fate worse than death." The phone buzzed with more updates. Regulators announcing investigations. Banks pulling their support. Stocks crashing in real-time. Julian watched it all, his shoulders slumping as the weight of his destruction settled over him like a shroud. The proud, arrogant man who had threatened my family was gone. In his place stood someone broken, defeated, hollowed out. "You win," he said quietly, the words barely audible over the wind. "The De Witts are finished. Everything my family built for

“No.” “No?” Settling himself calmly more finally into his chair, the head of The family continued to stare at me. “Did you just tell me no? If you can't do it, then I will find someone who can. You are too valuable to The Family to lose.” “I'm not going to be found guilty Gio, have I ever?” I lowered my voice, speaking in a more hushed tone. Because people were starting to glance over. It wasn’t that we were talking loudly but there was a tension between us that other people had begun to pick up on. “But you leave Taylor to me.” There was a finality to my words. Gio might be head of the family, but he needed me more than I needed him. The Family needed me, I was the one that made all their p

“You’re all my family now. The real mother. The real brother. The real threat is Victor. The half-blood. The one who helped ruin the company? The one who engineered the merger collapse? The one that hurt us? The one that tried to break us? The family is shattered. But we fight together. As family. For the first time.” Kai looked at Damien, then at Kaicen, then at their mother. “The family is shattered. All of us. But we choose each other. I chose Damien. You chose to be here. Kaicen chose to fight. We fight the real threat. Victor. The one behind the original merger collapse from the beginning. The half-blood. The one who paid the right people. The one who made it collapse on purpose. He wan

Not to mention, he wanted women. “What? Didn’t you see the damages the Ziegler family had to suffer?” Regulus asked coldly. Theodore and Henry’s hearts sank. “Wolfgate rewards the good and punishes the bad.” Regulus looked at Henry and said, “The Quinn family can send Yvonne over.” Henry’s body shook in fear. Yvonne was the link between him and Kiran. Regulus ignored Henry’s face and said to Theodore, “Anyone from the Marsh family will do.”