Chapter 791

In the hazy ambiance of a genteel coffee house, behind an ornate folding screen, two figures were engaged in a game that had long been a pastime of strategic minds.

Chad, clad in a modern–cut suit, faced Alexia over a chessboard. His attire was impeccable, and his appearance was striking–it seemed that he had descended from an ethereal realm, carrying with him an air of noble sophistication.

“Sir, news from Elmsworth has arrived. Glynnis has been completely forsaken by Mr. Frederic,” Alexia murmured; her voice was a hushed whisper.

“The paternity test you released at the press conference really shook Mr. Frederic,” she added.

“An expected outcome,” Chad replied in an indifferent and aloof tone, his lashes casting shadows on his cheeks. “Elspeth is useless, and what stir can her daughter possibly cause? For many years now, I’ve been aware that Glynnis is not of Abernathy blood. Elspeth’s clandestine actions are as clear to me as daylight.”

“You knew all along? Then why didn’t you expose them sooner?” Alexia asked; her surprise was evident.

“Elspeth has been leveraging her position as the lady of the Abernathy estate to amass wealth underhandedly. Aren’t you worried, or afraid? What if she had gotten a share of the Abernathy assets? What if she had used Frederic to take control? Aren’t you concerned that your leniency might breed a threat?”

Chad said, while his pale fingers picked up a crystal chess piece and captured Alexia’s knight with a calm, practiced move. “Elspeth’s greed is surpassing, but her

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Elmsworth necessitates someone to balance the scales against Thaddeus within the Abernathy affairs. It would be far too dull for my brother if life were too smooth. Alas, Elspeth has proved to be a disappointment.”

sudden realization, Alexia understood

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his tea cup with elegance. “A new round of the game begins, and I’ve helped him enough already. How he plays his next

hospital under police watch. Despite the heinous acts he’d committed, his life would be preserved by the law’s mandate until a formal trial could take place.

white lab coat and mask pushed a cart along the chilling and dimly lit hospital corridor. Entering a room and locking the door behind him, the figure approached the bed where Gary lied; he was still awake, with his gaze fixed on the ceiling; his body was

was hard to imagine him

time for your medication,” the

reveal a face twisted

like you fear death?” Dean taunted, as Gary’s muffled protests

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