Novel & Cerita Tvd Legacies

“I would like to live with my child and raise my child to be just as great as Tyrell was before we were clouded by false beliefs. Tyrell was not a bad man. Everything he did, he did it to protect everyone here today. And I would like to continue that legacy by advising that the next alpha that gets elected by the pack should not try to get any form of revenge against Zara and Darius.” “You’ll only cause more pain for yourself and the people around you. Trust me, you don’t want to sacrifice your pack members over something you’re emotional about. Once again, I’m very sorry to everyone who was affected by this.” As she stepped back, everyone started to voice their disappointment and anger at h

to him. It was unclear what the conclusion was from the talk, but it was reported that Sabrina had a miscarriage and lost the baby a few days later. As for Theodore, he suddenly disappeared without a trace one day. Cloud Group's reputation plummeted, at least among Royalton's upper circles. In their eyes, the company was absolutely as detestable as a rat in the gutter. As the court finally issued the divorce decree, I thought the matter was over. I even registered Esme at a kindergarten near our place. She would be able to start school in one more week.

They had always been the children of legacy, the prophecy no one spoke aloud but everyone expected to unfold. And now—now—that same legacy curled inside her. Unasked for. Unplanned. Unwanted, maybe, by its own father. But alive. What a cruel trick. Adrain’s betrayal still stung, deep and quiet, like frostbite in summer. But the child inside her? That wasn’t a mistake. That was blood. Old blood. Strong blood. Hers. And maybe that’s what scared her most. Because what if this child inherited the worst of both of them?

She gulped, realizing that Lionel's uncle and aunt had evil intentions. "What? I don't think so, and Lawyer Tedd hasn't said anything to me yet. If father had indeed made a will, surely Lawyer Tedd would have told me immediately." "Are you sure? It could be that the lawyer is deliberately keeping it from you. After all, he's not on our side. I'm terrified that if Lionel replaces the CEO seat you temporarily occupy, I don't want you to lose such a big position, darling." "No." Tomy shook his head, and he sat back on the sofa as he put his feet up on the surface of the table while Maria stood in front of her husband, her arms crossed over her chest with a worried look on her face.

Beside me, Lucian's hand tightened on the desk edge. "There's so much I need to tell you about who you are and where you come from. You're not just my daughter. You're the granddaughter of Alpha Marcus Delvin, my father, who led this pack with honor for forty years before he passed away when I was just a girl." The words blurred. Alpha Marcus Delvin. My grandfather. Not the corrupt Elder Marcus who sat on the council now, but a leader who had died decades ago.

"Officers, you can't believe her! She's just a madwoman!" The police turned off the video and looked at them expressionlessly. "This video, along with the real-time comments from the 400 thousand viewers in the live stream, has been submitted to the technical department for verification. "Additionally, we have also located the 'number one donor.' He has confessed to paying to watch a murder live stream." Dead silence filled the interrogation room. The color drained completely from Martin's and Lilian's faces. They slumped in their chairs as if their bones were no more.

She takes a deep breath and her eyes move to the floor and she bites her lower lip. “I was covering the wedding, and after everything exploded her father contacted me, he wanted me to expose Wyatt, he wanted me to humiliate me, but that’s not the type of journalism we do,” Tara says and I swear if she did anything else to hurt my friends I am going to lose my shit. “Okay…” I let out through my greeted teeth. I don’t want to say too much and let her into my secret.

I got my answer immediately, and an hour later, I had made calls and waited in my house, my eyes fixed on the television. Early the next morning, it was announced that the body of a male in his early forties had been found in Ferrara De Castello's land. I switched off the television afterwards and crossed my legs on the table, my eyes shut. The laws became redundant in times like this, it was on. And I would be playing dirty all the way.

It was a quiet night that invited reflection. Cassie glanced back at Nicholas after carefully following the rim of her glass. "Are you ever curious about what our legacy might be? Not as individuals, but as business and philanthropy? As parents? As partners?" Nicholas set down his glass and let out a sigh. "I used to believe that leaving an empire and gaining power were the goals of legacy. However, I've realized that it's about the people we've impacted after everything—the fights, the betrayals, the triumphs—our love for one another. Our children have learned these things from us. What endures is that.”

She felt a surge of determination, knowing that she had made him proud. The ceremony concluded, and Emilia made her way to the Winston house, a sense of purpose burning within her. She was ready to claim her rightful inheritance – the company old Mr. Henry had left in her care. He had treated her like a granddaughter, loved her unconditionally, and entrusted her with his legacy. Unlike his biological grandchildren, spoiled by their mother Catherine, Emilia was the chosen one, the heir to his hard work and dedication.