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Chapter 566

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Samantha tapped Poly’s palm with a wooden ruler–one, two, three–each strike sharp enough to sting.

Poly knew it hurt, but every time Samantha finished, she’d wipe away a silent tear. Poly’d flash a grin and tease Samantha with silly faces to make her laugh through her tears.

Poly swiped at her own tears, forcing herself to stay strong.

She knew her family had spent eighteen years searching for her, and those years had been anything but easy. She couldn’t bear the thought of them crying for her any longer.

Yet, the thought of the circus troupe leader still twisted a knife in her heart.

A flicker of bitterness crossed her face as she asked, “Will Madison be executed?”

“She’s guilty of treason. Even if they don’t kill her outright, her fate’ll be worse than death,” Paisley said, her tone grave.

Paisley helped Poly fix her hair, her voice softening. “Don’t you worry. The circus troupe leader’s death will be avenged. All you need to do is live well and be happy -that’s what he’d want.”


Poly’s tears welled up again, spilling down her cheeks.

Paisley gently wiped them away, her gaze earnest. “Don’t you dare blame yourself for his death. The one truly responsible is Madison. You have every right to hate her, but never, ever hate yourself.”

Paisley’s words, though not perfectly structured, were sincere and heartfelt. They slowly began to soothe Poly’s frayed emotions.

When their car pulled into Blackthorn’s territory, Poly’s heart hammered in her

chest.

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that Caldwell and his parents had

knees weak with nerves. She clutched Paisley’s hand


be nervous. They’re all inside, waiting for you,” Paisley said, squeezing her hand

stumbled along behind, each step feeling heavier than the

closer they got to the Packhouse, the more lead seemed

entered the

elderly man with snow–white hair standing by the corridor. In front

eyes met, Poly froze, as if struck

memories suddenly sharpened into

yet warm–hearted, still youthful and

Skemon, hadn’t been so aged back then. His hair was only lightly speckled with gray, and he still sported

on it when she was little–it had been

remained, but it was

young man… could he

much resemblance to her father–always walking with his hands clasped behind his back, a stern expression


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blurring

heart–wrenching cry: “My daughter!

wrap around her, and instinctively, she reached back

The person she held onto now had slender shoulders and a fragile

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