Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

At last, I see the source of the Carlyn brothers' unhinged behavior.

Amber stood before him, exuding the innocence of someone completely naive.

Whether Penelope truly committed those terrible acts, I can't say. What I do know is that, for as long as I can remember, she's always treated me with warmth and care.

Before my wedding, she was constantly concerned I might face mistreatment, going out of her way to ensure I had everything I needed, even offering the entire family fortune as part of my dowry. After I disappeared, she was the only one in the Sanders who stayed up countless nights, relentlessly searching for any trace of me.

And yet, he's asking me to spill the blood of the elder I love most!

Among the Sanders, Penelope is more straightforward. She likely arrived by plane, though her slightly disheveled hair hints at a rushed journey.

With everything that's happened lately, I haven't had the chance to dwell on Penelope. I never expected to encounter her again under such grim circumstances.

Damian has faithfully served Carter for countless years, and it's clear that Dominic managed to track Penelope down using Damian as a link.

He avoided harming Penelope before, likely biding his time until the moment our family was whole once more.

"Chloe." Penelope's speech has come a long way since before she can now say my full name without stumbling.

I had just told Whitney not to overthink things, but when it comes to my troubles, I've learned it's easier said than done.

"Grandma."

Without hesitation, I dashed toward her.

The sight of her, with her white hair and a face so worn down, pierced my heart with pain.

For someone as resilient as her, has she ever endured such a devastating chapter in her life?

I pulled her into a firm embrace. "Grandma, I'm so sorry. I failed to protect you properly."

"You... you're alive. That's all that matters," she said, her voice trembling.

There wasn't a hint of fear on her face just pure happiness at reuniting with someone she loved.

"Grandma, I found Whitney. She's your granddaughter," I told her gently.

With tears in her eyes, Whitney finally made her way to Penelope's side. "Grandma ... " she murmured softly.

"Good, good," Penelope said warmly, her gaze filled with relief as she looked at us. Then her eyes shifted to Dominic.

"You are..." she asked hesitantly, unsure of his identity, as Dominic appeared to her like a man in his thirties.

am Dominic, the eldest son of Ronald," he said politely. His voice was soft and gentle, yet it sent a chill

Amber suddenly seemed like an angel in

there's no

and flare up like a firecracker, but at worst, she's just a little headstrong and

the fact that he's capable of committing the most merciless

of his sons have clearly

just standing still, he exudes an aura that

hand, mirrors his father's smile perfectly. With his soft, fluffy hair and a faint dimple appearing on his right cheek when he grins, he looks exactly

deep that I've

Josh only had some bloodstains on them, with no visible signs

severed clean

must have come from

to Yael and heavily armed, stood nearby, their

crotch. Yellow droplets of urine trickled down his

and composed. Her once transparent expressions had hardened; there

is nothing but

them seize the empire, they

grandfather's incompetence and et

the downfall of the Sanders, stripped of even the

pathetic, trembling in fear and wetting themselves before anything had even

in front of Greg, and he turned to

trembled uncontrollably under Dominic's gaze, his legs shaking so badly

said, "Hey, you've made a mess in my place. What

Greg stammered, "I-I'm

to wipe the urine from

the sight of this. The Sanders' descendants

and stepped on Greg's back, "You are more pleasing to the eye than

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hand, and someone immediately

pressed against Greg's chin, so close to his throat that Greg

was icy, "Do you want

voice barely a

a chance. Take the knife and

twisted game

five minutes. If you don't kill anyone, there will be

knife lying on the ground, muttering the same two words over and

kill someone from the Sanders, and you'll be

leisurely and began cracking sunflower seeds as if