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"Your father has late-stage cancer. The doctors say it was caused by overwork." She placed several diagnostic reports on the table, her eyes rimmed with red. "He's only 40 years old this year and barely had any time to enjoy life." I held that diagnostic report, not knowing what to say. Beside Leah was a small child about three years old. He bore some resemblance to me. Those eyes in particular—his, mine, and Edgar's—were exactly the same. "He's made a will and left half of his estate to you. He said the person he failed the most in this life was you."

I said watching her with a suspicious look trying to get a grasp at what was happening, instantly, Lizzie seems to break down crying and turns away from the group, Glasses, who still looked as though he wanted to punch the closest tree turns to comfort his mate leaving me even more confused. “Alpha Harvey Lyon is Lizzie’s father but also a man Chandler despises.” Baron, who could sense my utter confusion at why Lizzie reacted in that way, leaned close to my ear and whispered before a kiss is placed on my mark sending my body into a frenzy as I repeated, I needed to keep up an act. “You can’t give that man my father’s information! Isn’t there anything else the man will take, another Alpha’s i

I said clenching my fists “You know after I was told your father was my mate I was happy and my family celebrated. His father had been my father’s beta and it was going to be a beautiful union. But your father already had your mother and I guess he loved her too much to let her go. He rejected me on multiple occasions and even acted like I was an obsessed teenager who wouldn’t let him go. My parents died shortly after he rejected me, I guess they were distraught and hurt by the rejection. After they died things just went downhill for me because your father kicked me out of the mansion and they accused me of killing my own parents” she said as she started to sob and I realised that Lizzy neve

She answers my question fully. I swallow and nod, I am disgusted with her lack of worry or concern for her child! Lizzie would never behave this way towards her boys! My father calls in two of our security wolves and they take her away. I slump down in my seat, "I can't believe it! I just cant!" "Don't worry son. We're gonna sort this all out." My dad pats my shoulder. ~*~ Lizzie POV The last thing I remember was a click and a bang before everything went dark and I lost consciousness.

Leo intervened as well and tried to talk Blake out of it while Matt only watch from the sofa as if the whole thing was an amusing movie. “He’s right,” Lizzie shouted. They all stopped and stared at her. “What do you mean he’s right?” Aria asked. Lizzie stood up and walked closer to Aria. “He’s right about my mother being a traitor,” he said. Aria let go of her father’s arms and peered at Lizzie quizzically. “What are you saying?” “I am saying that your father is right that my mother is a traitor,” Lizzie repeated. “I’m sorry,” she said in a quavering voice.

John spoke up drawing everyone's gaze to him. "What do you mean, sir? Although I don't understand why you are here, I really hope you understand that Liz is in no condition to raise Arthur alone, he has a fragile health and requires care, and not an absent mother because she has to work, since she doesn't even know who the father is." My mother replied, and I saw my father pull her hand away, as if asking her to calm down. "Mr Carter, we rightly cut off contact with Liz, because we cherish her family and her legacy, and Liz at least knows who the father of her child is, so it just proves how filthy she has become!" My father spat out the words unmercifully.

For the first time in five years, the air didn’t taste like ozone and fear. “I have the files, Livy,” Zander whispered, his forehead resting against mine. His hands were calloused, warm, and steady—a stark contrast to Daniel’s cold, possessive grip. “The legal freeze is active. Every Blackwood account is under a federal watch. They’re dead men walking. They just don’t know it yet.” “I saw the recording, Zander,” I breathed, the weight of the night finally breaking through my composure. “Your father… my mother… it wasn’t an accident. They murdered her for the trust.”

To keep her wine from spilling, she had to set it down. “What’s so funny now?” Asher complained, annoyed that he didn't understand why. He was anxious, but Liz’s reaction was far from what he expected. “You’re the humorous one. You know who my father is, don’t you? At least, I consider this man to be my father. My sister married into the cartel. Do you think I would have a bad opinion of your job? I know what bad is. I’ve seen worse.” Liz sipped her wine again, watching Asher brush his hair back from his forehead. His face was relieved. Liz hadn’t been immediately struck by his looks before, but she realized now that Asher was handsome. He was still the kind of man she typically pursued.

Look, all I am saying is that, before the wall starts, get her out of there; she is a threat to his position. "How do you mean? he asked. I was contemplating whether to tell him or not. He asked me with a suspicious tone. "You are hiding something from me, Liz; what is that?" I swallowed before answering. "It is about Clarissa's father; I lied about him to my father." "He doesn't know who he is." "What do you mean?" "You have heard of Alpha Kali Grey." "Yes, he was the strongest alpha king that ever lived, known as the old alpha king because of his wisdom."