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I looked at her seriously while chewing my food, waiting for her to continue. “I want to tell you something… about me and Sir Clifford.” I froze mid-chew, staring at her blankly. She was going to admit it, wasn’t she? That there was something between them— “Sir Clifford is my uncle…” The words hit my ears like slow motion. “H-huh?” I blinked rapidly, unable to process what I had just heard. “W-what did you say?” I asked again. Cara chuckled, clearly amused by my expression. “I said, Sir Clifford is my uncle. He’s not my boyfriend, okay?” she said with a playful grin.

A few quiet moments passed before she answered. “My mom… and Uncle Pedring. Well, before. Now it’s just me.” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “Your uncle? Where is he now?” So many questions… “He… he went back to the province to be with his wife and kids. He only stayed here before because Mom needed someone with her 24/7 when she got sick. I couldn’t do it myself—I had to work and study at the same time. And Mom didn’t want me quitting school either. She said it would’ve been a waste, especially since Carl helped me with my scholarship… which I now know actually came from you.”

She’s probably here to say something that’ll just ruin my mood. Kiera smiled, her eyes sparkling as she gestured with her hands. “I have good news, Frank.” The words caught his attention. Slowly, he looked up, searching her face. She wasn’t known for “good news”—not for him, anyway. “What’s the good news, Mom?” he asked, genuinely curious, a little wary. Kiera’s smile widened. She crossed her legs and leaned forward, looking almost pleased with herself. “I spoke with your uncle Zach early this morning,” she began. “After a long time, I finally heard something positive.”

It's spring break now and I'm out of school, which is why mom asked me to come with her this time. "Your uncle wasn't eccentric." Mom argues. "He was just very, very smart. Sometimes he didn't have patience for the mundane things that we consider normal." Uncle Harry really was smart. He was one of the leading neurologists in the country, with huge research grants. "I'm going to go through his personal papers and put everything in order, you can look for hidden 'stuff' if you want." Mom says laughing. "Just make sure you tell me if you find anything, because I have to make a complete list of his assets."

as she sat down and began to type away. A few minutes later, she informed me that she had found the sender. “You won't like this man,” she said. “Who is it?” I asked “It's Mr Mark, your uncle.” My eyes widened as I looked at the screen to my uncle’s name. I knew Uncle Mark did not like me but going as far as sabotaging a company that is owned by family was really unheard of. “Send a message to his office, I want to see him now,” I said to Anna.

Losing my parents was so painful and I can't lose my uncle too. I hugged the uncle and started sobbing. “Sssh… Jane, stop crying" the uncle said while stroking my head. "See you are crying like a small girl. That's why I want you to get married before I go. In the future if I'm not there to take care of you, Zanvil will be here” he said while wiping the tears from my face. "Now look at me," the uncle said to me and took both of my hands in his. I looked at him and the tears were still flowing from my eyes. “I want you to be independent in your life. I want you to stand on your own feet. Soon you will be graduating and I know it will be with flying colors. So I want you to join our family bus

"Yet?" "As in, something I'll do in the future has already happened to her in the past." Silas's eyes met mine, and I saw something in them I'd never seen before. Uncertainty. "I know how it sounds. I know it's impossible. But she wasn't lying, Soren. She was terrified, and she was telling the truth, and I don't know what to do with that."

“Who are you to lecture me, sir? You heard me. I told you that I’m sorry.” “Who am I?” He repeated and smirked at me. Yes, who the fuck are you? I saw him in the villa. Needless to say, he and David knew each other. Or maybe… he and that woman? I don’t know. “I’m Gavin Palma–David’s uncle.” My jaw left on the floor.

“Liam. You’re here. For a moment, I thought you might brush me off, like you always brush off anything tied to our father’s wealth.” Liam took his seat opposite him, his movements calm and deliberate. When he finally looked up, his eyes glinted with amusement. “Our father’s wealth? Don’t forget, Adams—we don’t share the same father. You’re not my brother in the way you like to claim. You’re my nephew. Your father was my elder brother.”

I was willing to deal with him for bringing up such a past, but just then, Caleb, his so-called foolish son, ran up towards him. “That's enough, Uncle Caspian.” He placed his hand on my chest as he pushed me away from his father. “You killed your own father, and here you are fighting mine? You wish to kill him too?” As he pointed his hand at me, speaking to me—his uncle—with disrespect, I didn't hesitate to teach him a tiny lesson. I swiftly got a strong but casual grip of his hand pointed at me. “I'm your uncle, Caleb… show some respect!” I bent it over, the pain excruciating as he wailed in pain.