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his mother said curtly. "Do you want to eat the pizza the memory loss bought?" asked Bobby while rubbing his nose which was not itchy. His wife, Robert, and Luchy said in unison, "No!" But Lionny was silent. Robert grabbed the pizza box and crushed it, then threw it in the trash can outside the fence. Shortly after that a scavenger passed by and took his pizza. After showering and smelling good, Stefan then sat beside his wife, watching his two in-laws with a beaming face, his smile widening. Then, he also watched his two brothers-in-law. Stefan is so happy.

A few months ago, in the small town of City of Lost Souls in southern Rock Mountain County, which is northwest of Lovecraft County. That city was the base for all the funeral homes that belonged to a chain of funeral homes owned by the couple Malcolm Travis and Elizabeth Travis. Elizabeth formerly had the surname Morgan, her family comes from a traditionally wealthy and high society family, they own several properties, as well as ranches and golf courses and the biggest bookmakers and horse racing centers, in addition to being the only ones who own the majority of rental properties, being one of the rich families.

I'm in my study at home, surrounded by piles of papers and files, each one more damning than the last. My father's old desk is barely visible beneath the stacks of documents I've accumulated over the past few weeks. Papers with names, dates, and transactions—every sordid detail of my family's legacy laid bare. And it's all connected to the Conti brothers. How did we get here? I think as I take a swig from the glass of whiskey in my hand, letting the burn steady me.

Cain continued, “That’s how father got himself into the upper echelons. Father’s family was at best an average merchant family.” “Mother’s family???” Caster raised his head to look at his older brothers as the thought occurred in his mind. “All perished.” Cole sighed “Our old man disposed of them as soon as he finished using them.” This was the first time the brothers had had an honest conversation, without the pressure of wanting to gain something from the other, without their mother’s mediation, without their father’s intimidation....

He died at home. "As for my mom, she was already frail. She fell ill and passed away in bed a week later." A hint of apology appeared on Thorgan's face. "Sorry. I didn't mean to dump this on you. There's nothing happy about it, and if it ruined your mood, I apologize." He offered an awkward but sincere smile. Cyrus fell silent for a moment before asking, "What about the rest of your family? Aren't the people of Willowford East all from the same family?"

His voice shook as he cried, "The huge debt and ruined reputation were all an act!" Jim's thumb gently brushed over my pulse as he continued, "It was all to draw out the person who killed my birth parents! That person is hiding among the Forrest Corporation's top executives!" With my wrist still tightly gripped, he dropped to his knees and pressed his forehead against my stomach. I could feel the tremble of his breath through my thin bathrobe. "I couldn't drag you into this! Anne and the child were just part of the cover!" Jim added. Doubt flickered in my heart as I took in his anguished expression.

Nathaniel had to confirm his conjecture even if he guessed it. "Carlson nodded and said, ""Yeah. He used the fact that Longford County was a county which they fed venom for generations as a reason. Venom rarely appeared in front of the people, thus the unknown fear and drudgery from the people towards venom made it look even more mysterious. Moreover, the venom feeding technique was passed on from generation to generation and outsiders were not clear about their condition. Therefore, nobody would believe that it was hyperbole when it was said that the venom they fed has spread the plague. Those people living in the county has even gone nuts. It was uncontrollable, which would harm the surrou

The clean hallway outside our home had turned into a disgusting garbage dump covered in buzzing flies. There was a designated trash area in the neighborhood, and everyone here had lived together for over a decade. There was no way people didn’t know where garbage was supposed to go. Anthony immediately exploded in anger. “Who did this? Throwing trash in front of someone else’s door like this, do you people have no shame?” Someone nearby muttered under their breath, “It’s still nothing compared to being the other man.” Anthony immediately lost it, grabbing the speaker by the collar. “What did you just say? I’m telling you right now, Anthony is not an adulterer! The real adulterer is that fake

I pulled my hand from his grasp, my expression blank as I handed him the divorce papers. "Sign it." Zarrick collapsed onto the floor. "Please, I have nothing left. My parents are gone. You're my only family. I can't live without you." I laughed. It wasn't me he couldn't live without—it was money. "Actually, you're not completely broke." I pulled out the evidence of the money he had spent on Kelly—wire transfers, real estate, luxury cars, designer handbags, even their daily expenses. Every cent was accounted for.

“Uncle, it was a nightmare! Those bandits! Those mountains! Those peasants!" “Where’s Count Torne?” “He died, died like a hero! You did get my letter, didn’t you?” “What do you mean, died?” Abigail shrieked. “Why did he die?” I stared at her with my blue eyes, full of innocence. “The count valiantly stood in the way of a bandit force when those ruffians tried to get away. He died in battle! I promise I will tell you everything. Uncle, here’s the report...”