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.

and his group stood frozen, faces

tunnel beneath the Nightshade

possible by a mole planted by Nathan three years ago in the

mole sent word: S had been transferred to the underground vault. Inside his collar was a magnetic card designed

only shot they'd ever had. The vault had been locked down tight for years. No

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

a tranquilizer needle

could react.

he rushed toward the

During the brief switch,

Bloodlines

key from S's

the key on the

sat against the wall, head jerking up at the sound. His eyes gleamed with the fury of someone cared for far too

saw Grant, he sneered. "Took you long enough. Another day down here and

confinement had stripped him of patience. His voice

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

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

voice like

navigating the route with confidence. The mole had already

tilted his head back and inhaled deeply.

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