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Having lost her husband only months ago and now have to deal with so many political attacks on her only son. There was also another loss, my aunt doesn’t speak of him though. I don’t know what my mama told her, Alonzo was buried in the family crypt in the Cancio manor with the rest of the family and that was the end of it. I try not to think about it. “Maybe a truce with one of the powerful families would calm things down.” I suggest.

Whenever Sanguine was mentioned, Vera would clench her teeth in hatred. When she mentioned that none of her four uncles and their descendants survived, Vera burst into tears. Charlie didn't expect Vera's grandfather's family to be so tragic, and he couldn't help but sigh as he said, “In those days, lives were as insignificant as grass and leaves. Countless families that had lasted for hundreds or even thousands of years were cut off in that era.” Vera clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, saying, “It's all because of the traitor, Sanguine!”

he yelled. Troy had somehow forgotten that the heir of the Fox family was named Dustin. “The chairman of the Ziegler Group used to be the Fox family’s butler.” Shawna had a strange look on her face. She finally understood why Dustin had jeered Troy that way. Dustin’s whole family had been killed. After surviving and returning, he found that his family’s businesses had been taken over. No one would be happy with that. Dustin was someone powerful… “Dustin, what are you doing here?” Hector’s eyes shone. No one could guess what he was planning.

Vivian did not ask many questions. She only said the position was still mine. After I hung up, I looked at the hard drive on the table and started counting. Three days. In three days, Nico and I would be gone. Dante came home early that night. Nico was on the living room rug opening his birthday gifts. When he heard the door, he looked up once, then back down without saying a word. Dante stopped, then set a gray shopping bag on the coffee table.

Sinclair's car and caused his death, while Kevin who had been in the car as well became a cripple. After finding out it was all done by her precious daughter, Mrs. Sinclair went insane and was locked in a psychiatric hospital. Meanwhile, the Chase Family which had deep ties with the Sinclair Family, ended up in a terrible state as well due to Jasper's trust for Clarisse. Jasper's parents died in a plane crash, while he became a homeless castaway with a giant debt on his head. Of course, Clarisse didn't have a good ending either. After she was used up of all her value, the Truman Family's illegitimate son discarded her, using her as a scapegoat and made her shoulder all the blame. In the end,

“I know what you want to say to me. You’re just worried that I’d have your darling son wrapped around my little finger again. I’ll tell you straight up, I will never step foot into the Black family, nor will I have anything to do with the Black family. Your darling son is just trash to me! I want to puke the moment I see him, much less your garbage dump of a family!” She was describing his family as a garbage dump?! “How could the Fritzgerald family possibly have someone like you join their family?! You’re an embarrassment to them!” Richard trembled in rage. But Carol felt great. “I’m still better than the three pieces of trash you have as your sons!” She immediately left while the furious R

The oak tree, a silent witness to the tragedy, seemed to bow in mourning, its branches rustling like whispered condolences. As the ceremony concluded and the villagers dispersed, the family remained, their grief too profound to bear alone. James, Isabella, and Cassia stood together by the oak tree, their pain an unspoken bond that connected them in this profound moment of loss. In the days that followed the burial of young Alex, the family's home in Cedarbrook felt emptier than ever before. The weight of their loss pressed upon them like a relentless storm, and each day seemed a relentless battle against the gaping void left by their beloved son and brother.

I was the only one she trusted to not make the Young family look silly, considering this is our biggest rival. I make my way through the line, shaking the hands of Mr. Savage’s friends. He has no family, none that anyone knows of, anyway, so these people are here to thank us all for coming and allow us to view the body to say our goodbyes before the funeral tomorrow. Grandmother Trudy believes she will be well enough to attend that, thankfully. I shake the hands of three or four people, whispering my condolences, and then reach the end of the line. The older gentleman dressed in a very nice suit looks at me curiously, a bit of a glint in his eye.

At the thought of that, Caspian did not hesitate anymore, and he looked at the running Yates family members as he started counting. "One, two, three… Nine, ten, eleven, twelve!" When he counted to twelve, which was also the last person, Caspian suddenly leaped and covered the man's mouth from behind. Then, he smoothly twisted the man's neck. Crack! The Yates family member's eyes showed a panicked look, but he died after he spat out a mouthful of blood. As the scene was too chaotic at the moment, none of the Yates family members in front noticed they had one less person in their group.

Rosalie had a sorrowful expression on her face, but her eyes were filled with glee. As she watched Julian raise his sword and thrust it toward us, she silently mouthed the words, "Goodbye, my dear sister." At that very moment, the Alpha and the Luna of the Stoneridge pack arrived and knocked the sword out of Julian's hands. Just then, Julian's parents showed up as well. When they saw Rosalie's shrunken belly, they were infuriated. I said, "This has nothing to do with me. Rosalie fell on her own!"