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A slight frown appeared on the old woman's wrinkled lips, and Madam Jewel looked away in thought, mumbling, “What do you mean by that?” “Even the battlefield... He has Elmer in his grip, I can help you to get a chess piece to use and bargain with him in exchange for your son's freedom.” Jacob said with a cocky grin on his face, as he took a sip from his wine glass. Looking at him, Madam Jewel raised a brow at his suggestion and then asked, “What is this chess piece?” “The queen… Your step-granddaughter.” Jacob said, smiling slyly. “A King will bargain his soul with the devil for the woman that owns his heart...”

Saying that Jacob again started to laugh. Rex asked, "Who the hell are you? And what have I done to you? As though I know I didn’t do anything bad to you." Hearing Rex, the laugh on Jacob's lips faded away. Jacob uttered, "You didn't do anything to us! Rex Davies, because of you Ava and I, we both lost our childhood. You are the reason for our current situation. And you want to know who I am, right? Then listen, I am the son of Mafia Lady Killer Isla. Do you understand that a Rex like you is always in my pocket? And you are scaring me by saying your lame words."

the realization hit him like a ton of bricks, his voice barely a whisper as he struggled to comprehend the truth. “Yes, he is.” I confirmed, “Now if you don’t mind.” I say gesturing them toward the door to which they obliged. Sonya who was shocked by Jacob’s parent stepping outside did the same but in shock. “I will have your things sent to you right away. You all have gotten my son uncomfortable as you can see which I’m very displeased with.” Jacob scolded them while kissing his son in his hair reassuringly. Sonya unable shocked that Jacob’s parent stepped outside and did the same. I smugly gave them all a small smile before locking the doors in their faces.

Alpha Alexander's Beta announces, opening the door for them. As Jacob enters, his attention goes to his father whose brows are clutching with a deep frown. His shoulders are dropped with a deep thoughts. From his vision, this is very first time, he saw his father who always kept his head high in desperate and helpless expression. "You called me, Father!" He says sitting on a chair without even thinking of asking. Since childhood, he knew his position in this family. An Illegitimate son, so he doesn't care about respect. " Jacob!" His father calls him. " Investigate how my eldest son knew that Ark's Mate was pregnant. There is no way Ark has announced his wife's pregnancy..Then how?" He looks

I’ve never seen him before in my life, but a very compelling intuition told me that he must be one of Isaac’s sons. If I know them just a little bit, they would never let someone else take their father’s revenge for them. He was definitely one of the sons, but which one? Could that be Alex? The older son? No, I didn’t think so. From what little I heard about him, he doesn’t kill people that quietly, it wasn’t his style. That must be either Jacob or Lucas.

I said quietly. My father turned to look at me sharply. I held his gaze. “How do you know that?” he said. “Because his son told me,” I said. The room went very still. My father looked at me for a long moment with the expression of a man who was watching several things arrange themselves into a shape he had not expected. “Jaden,” he said slowly. “Yes.” He sat back against his pillows. He Looked at the ceiling briefly. Then back at me. “The Cross family,” he said. It was not a question.

" Do you have any idea if Jacob has any children apart from Josh?” She shakes her head. " No. Josh is his only son. His mother died years ago while he was still very young.” I look at her, searching for any signs that she might be lying, but find none. Her expression is solid and sincere. " I heard Jacob speaking to someone in his room when I went to call him over for dinner.” I proceed to narrate what I heard back at Jacob's room. By the time I'm done, her expression has changed to that of concern.

ARTHUR POV The moment I heard the words "Elena's daughter," it felt like the ground had been pulled out from under me. My mind raced, trying to make sense of it. A daughter? My chest tightened with jealousy and confusion. Who could the father be? My wolf growled inside me, ready to find and tear that man apart. Tom? No, it couldn't be. Tom had referred to Lina as Elena's daughter, not his own. If Tom were the father, there would have been no reason for such a distinction.

“What do you say?” “Who is the new girl?” I asked quietly. “Ah, you don’t know her, do you? Well, that is Sarah Hunter. That poor girl was mated to the Alpha’s son.” I felt my brow wrinkle. I had met the Alpha’s son and his mate. The red-haired strumpet on Jasper’s arm bore no resemblance to the brunette who had served us. “Was mated?”

“Then why do I still smell his name on your heartbeat?” I broke then — sobbing, trembling, desperate. “Because you won’t let me forget him!” The confession hung in the air, sharp as a blade. Jacob went still. For a long, terrifying moment, he said nothing. Then he turned, grabbed the edge of the crib, and stared down at the baby. “His son,” he whispered. “His blood.” “Don’t,” I said, stepping forward, panic clawing through me. “Jacob, please don’t—”