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..."

was shocked. Verity

common knowledge that she only had a

Get up first,"

Verity shook her head, refusing

a soft spot for you; he listens to

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

begging you... Help save my son,

Tarquin, forcibly helped Verity up from the ground and seated her on a bench in the hallway. She rummaged through her bag for some tissues and handed them

down and take your

the cup but

that the direct daughters of the family don't marry out. Their husbands

rules passed down through generations, our children are only entitled to a small portion of

father had Kendrick and us sisters, but only Kendrick and his descendants were eligible for the

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

something to happen to Tarquin and Elijah; it

I never shared that sentiment. The Bradford family is like a den of wolves; what good

family's troubles. I hid him away

foster parents, upon learning of his heritage, would encourage

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