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.

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

seemed like an angel

there's

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

the total opposite his deceptive appearance hides the fact that he's capable of

have clearly

taken after his father's intimidating presence just standing still, he exudes an aura that feels like a snake watching its prey,

faint dimple appearing on his right cheek when he

voice calm yet chilling. "It's because my hatred for you runs so deep

on

wasn't so fortunate his thumb was gone, severed clean off, and blood

come from the

and heavily

and I noticed a damp patch spreading at his crotch. Yellow droplets of urine trickled down his pant leg-he

Penelope, with her gray hair and aged appearance, stood calm and composed. Her once transparent expressions had hardened; there wasn't a trace

is nothing but

helped them seize the empire, they

grandfather's incompetence and et

leading to the downfall of the Sanders, stripped

in fear and wetting

in front of Greg, and

shaking so badly

made a mess in my place. What should we do

petrified with fear, Greg stammered, "I-I'm sorry, I'll

hurriedly used his sleeve to wipe the

at the sight of this.

approval. He raised his foot and stepped on Greg's back, "You

Swng

and someone immediately handed

blade gently pressed against Greg's chin, so close to his throat that Greg dared not move,

icy, "Do you

voice barely a

a chance. Take the knife and kill any of your relatives here,

was a twisted

"You have five minutes. If you don't

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

the Sanders, and you'll be

and began cracking sunflower seeds as if he had

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