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

Amber suddenly seemed like an angel in

there's

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

hides the

have clearly

exudes an aura that feels like a snake watching its prey, sending

faint dimple appearing on

must apologize for bringing you here in such a crude way," he said, his voice calm yet chilling. "It's because my hatred for you runs so deep

and Josh only had some bloodstains on them, with

severed clean off, and blood was gushing

have come from the

and heavily armed, stood nearby, their

patch spreading at his crotch. Yellow droplets of urine trickled down his

and aged appearance, stood calm and composed. Her once transparent expressions had hardened; there

nothing

them seize the

grandfather's incompetence and et

leading to the downfall of the Sanders, stripped of even the

was even more pathetic, trembling in fear and wetting themselves before

halt in front of

legs shaking so badly that urine splashed

made a mess in my place. What should we do about

stammered, "I-I'm sorry, I'll clean it

hurriedly used his sleeve to

have felt a deep sorrow at the sight of

actions had earned Dominic's approval. He raised his foot and stepped on Greg's back, "You are more pleasing to

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and someone immediately handed him

to

voice was icy, "Do

blinked, his voice

you a chance. Take the knife and kill any of

twisted game

the knife aside. "You have five minutes. If you

knife lying on the ground, muttering the same two

someone from the

chair was brought over for Dominic, who sat down leisurely and began cracking sunflower seeds as if he had all