Chapter 574 Bloodlines and Betrayals

Just then, Louis emerged from the bedroom, temples streaked with gray. Clearly, he hadn't slept in days

"Louis!" Yardley rushed over like a drowning man grabbing a lifeline. "Please, talk to them. We just want to sce Dad. That's all!"

Louis looked at Yardley, disappointment written deep in his eyes. "Sir, Mr. Walter is unconscious. Even if you go in, there's nothing you can say. And besides-

His gaze slid to the lawyer standing nearby. "Bringing a lawyer to visit a dying man? That's not going to look good, is it?"

Lila's face stiffened.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Winona snapped. "We brought a lawyer just in case-"

"In case the old man passes and you get nothing from the will?" Louis cut straight through the pretense. “Relax. He already finalized it while he was still lucid. The notary has been here. Every detail's clearly written out."

He paused, then spoke mòre heavily. "Mr. Walter loved his family more than anything. Can't you let him have some peace at the end?"

Yardley froze, throat dry. Louis had hit the mark-and hard. He had no reply.

The lawyer, sensing the tension, wisely stepped back. This water was far too deep.

Louis didn't say anything else. He turned and gently closed the bedroom door behind him.

Yardley and his group stood

emergency tunnel beneath the Nightshade Pack vault,

by a mole planted by Nathan three years ago in

transferred to the underground vault. Inside his collar was a magnetic card designed

been locked down tight for years. No cracks, no

a temporary clearance card provided by the mole, opening the access door-and walked

tranquilizer needle from his coat and

could react.

hallway cleared, he rushed toward the prison

just been moved. During the brief switch, the

Bloodlines and

key from S's collar, and passed it to Grants

the key on the lock. The

head jerking up at the sound. His eyes gleamed with the fury

long enough. Another day

of confinement had stripped him of patience. His voice

his eyes, voice deferential. "Alpha, we couldn't move until S was caught. The key only works for ten minutes. We

had left deep, bloodied grooves on his ankles, but he pushed through the

Grant, voice like frost, "Lead

route with confidence. The mole had already provided a full map of the vault

head back and inhaled deeply. His chest surged as rage

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