Chapter 899

In May, the skies over Jindale City darkened with an unseasonal storm, as if the heavens themselves were ready to devour the city whole.

The windshield wipers battled furiously against the deluge, but visibility remained a challenge.

The driver, cautious, slowed to a crawl, which meant Tarquin and his three sons were yet to reach home.

Within the car, the atmosphere was thick with tension as the family of four, brows furrowed, stared out at the rain-soaked world beyond the glass, each lost in a sea of heavy thoughts.

The air inside the car felt oppressively heavy.

Evan, the youngest, twisting his face in discomfort, finally broke the silence, turning to his brother Elliot with a troubled expression,

"Bro, I'm upset."

Elliot, who had been ruminating over Keith's situation, glanced at him, concern evident in his tone,

"What's up? Is it about Keith?"

"Yeah. After hearing what Keith's foster parents said, I'm furious. They're despicable, aren't they? If Mom found out someone was dragging us up a hill, she'd go ballistic! Keith's foster parents only care about cash. They're scum; better off dead!"

Elliot frowned, adding,

prevails. They're caught now, doomed to spend their lives behind bars. They don't deserve any less." Whether it was one's own parents or foster ones, such vile

"Do

Keith will see the truth

fool. He'll

crucial juncture

Keith's foster parents, anyone with half a

Evan, still perplexed, questioned,

back then, hardly of any use. Why spend so much effort on him? To target Grandpa using Keith,

silence once

Elliot, too, pondered

Keith was clearly a move to breed

was so young back then; leveraging him against the Bradford family

could have been directly used against

didn't

drag him into the light,

mention, Evan's

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