Chapter 687:

“Are we not?” Moshe asked.

Minna’s face turned cold as she said, “Absolutely not! This marriage is merely a charade I was coerced into! Do you even understand your position? You’re an illegitimate son. How could you ever be fit to be my husband? If you know what’s good for you, get out of here right now!”

When Moshe heard Minna’s words, his face contorted into a menacing scowl. “Who do you think you are? Because of you, the Burke family’s reputation is in tatters! And you still dare to be this arrogant in front of me?”

Minna’s expression darkened instantly, her eyes narrowing with simmering rage. “Moshe, are you looking for trouble right now? Even your father wouldn’t have the guts to talk to me like this!”

Her voice rose, sharp and commanding. “Enough of this nonsense! I don’t have time for you. Get out of here—now!”

the door, her

beginning. The very thought of it had revolted her. But her father had persuaded her, insisting it was their only viable path forward. If

the lowest-ranked one was vast. The cold, hard truth was clear—if Lucas decided to target their family, they wouldn’t last long. They would

wouldn’t dare to move against the Williamson family if such a bond were solidified. In fact, the Burke family was desperate for this alliance—they saw the Williamsons as a golden ticket to further cement their own influence. So, they would listen to the Williamson

the stories

bluntly, everyone in the

marrying Moshe was merely a formality. Eventually, once Lucas forgot

rationalized this, Minna had agreed

in place, her frown deepened. “I’m talking to you—do you not

her. In a swift motion, he raised his hand and delivered a sharp slap across her face. Minna’s head snapped to the side, the taste of

Moshe hissed,

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