Chapter 393 Blood With Blood

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I hadn't expected to find a cemetery in a place like this The sight of so many tombstones hit me like a wave, and I felt my heart skip a beat.

But I pulled myself together. If this were insignificant, he wouldn't have brought me here at this hour.

I buried the fear. After all, living people were far more dangerous than the dead. Case in point, Yael.

I had died once before, and I knew firsthand how helpless one could feel, even as a spirit.

I didn't back away, Instead, I stepped forward. Most of the names on the stones were Carlyns or had connections to the Carlyn family. Was this their family's burial ground?

The oldest grave seemed to belong to Yael grandfather not an ancient ancestral site, but more like two generations buried here.

His grandfather's tombstone stood the tallest, grandest, and was placed at the furthest point.

As I got closer, I noticed something different about Ronald's tombstone, He was buried with his partner, And in front of it were objects that looked strangely familiar.

The jewelry I had worn on my wedding day, Ethan's watch, Jake's belt, and a rusty lighter that was barely recognizable.

Seeing those things made my blood boil. I was consumed with rage.

They were responsible for my death. Now, they were using our lives to honor Ronald and his partner.

"Chloe, I've always wanted to bring the Sanders here to apologize to them," Yael's voice broke through my thoughts, What was he implying?

could respond, he continued. "Chloc, kneel before them. Atone for your sins with true remorse." He sounded almost manic-one moment claiming to

only managed to ask, "What's the history between the Sanders

of my knee, and crumpled to the

like you. Otherwise, today wouldn't be about kneeling. It would be about using your head

sent a

had no doubt he would follow through

to rise. "If you won't tell me about the feud between the Sanders

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but your grandmother's.

was my late grandfather, and Penelope was obviously

"What happened back then?"

broad daylight. When your grandfather found out,

from my father and everyone else my grandfather

my grandfather have

a bitter laugh.

had to go to Penelope, but she was even worse than Quintus. My great-uncle and his wife went to speak with her, and she had them killed in the street. We were just an ordinary family. Killing someone was like killing a dog to them. In those chaotic times,

cared."

being rebuilt, and the old warlords were crumbling. A new order was emerging. It was only then that she was

the time she came back, our grandmother was barely alive. It wasn't Quintus. The Sanders used her beauty to trade for power. They treated her like an object, sending her to the beds of various officials

grandmother said she was locked in a basement by the Sanders, chained like an animal. She was treated worse than a dog. Even

country was founded, the Sanders used their power to shift from military control to business, growing even wealthier. Despite my grandfather's attempts to comfort her, my grandmother died one

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