Elysia eyed Verity with a mix of suspicion and concern etched across her face.

How on earth did she come across such vital information?

All these years, Tarquin had been on a relentless hunt for the murderer, without a single clue in sight. How could Verity possibly know anything? "Who's the killer?" she finally asked.

Verity replied, "I'll only tell you if you agree to my request first."

Elysia frowned, "Alright, let's hear your request then."

Tears instantly welled up in Verity's eyes. She stared at Elysia for a few seconds before suddenly dropping to her knees with a thud!

Elysia jumped, startled. "What are you doing? Get up, right now!"

But Verity remained on the floor, her voice breaking as she pleaded,

"Elysia, please, you have to save my son! I wouldn't have come to you if I had any other choice... Please..."

shocked. Verity had a

she only had a daughter

Get up

shook her head,

soft spot for you; he listens to you. If you could just plead on my son's behalf, I'm sure he would

the love a mother holds for her son. I'd

begging you... Help save my son,

Verity up from the ground and seated her on a bench in the

and take your time to

but didn't

always been a tight-knit clan, with a tradition that the direct daughters of the family

to a small portion of the Bradford estate,

had Kendrick and us sisters, but only Kendrick

to Kendrick's line, our sons could then vie for the

Elijah; it would open up an opportunity for

is like a den of wolves; what good is inheriting the Bradford Group if it doesn't

I hid him away out of love, hoping he could grow up healthy

parents, upon learning of his heritage, would encourage him to come

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