Otherwise, Clayton had almost no chance of winning against those people!

If he lost, assassination awaited him.

And with his demise, Mrs. Hawkins wouldn't last long either.

Their lineage was doomed to ruin!

Tarquin asked with a stoic expression, "When is the Hawkins family holding the board meeting?"

"It's tentatively scheduled for early next month, the exact date is still undecided."

"...Got it, thanks."

After hanging up, Tarquin lit a cigarette.

The situation with the Hawkins family reminded him too much of the Bradfords, and he really didn't want Elysia going back there.

Going back would only add to her troubles.

But then...

As Tarquin was deep in thought, a knock suddenly came at the study door,

you in

Elysia's voice, Tarquin quickly snuffed out his cigarette, adjusted his demeanor, and got up to open

hair

are you up so

up, blinking her big eyes at him, and retorted, "Did you

fall back asleep,

sure you're

pinching her cheek, pretending everything was

about you? Is something

of it, nodded excitedly, showing him

and pay respects to mom? Well, I talked to Jess about it yesterday. She's quite knowledgeable about these things since she's dealt with many spiritual

and it just so happens he's holding a service today. She managed to get me

him bless mom's ashes. After the forty-nine days of prayers,

clear, dark eyes, feeling both grateful and

girl, why did life

had been born into a

coldness and indifference of wealthy families were no place for someone like

the Hawkins family situation for the moment, nodding in agreement, "You've put a lot of thought

so formal? We're family. Are you free today? If you're busy,

"I'm free."

and make breakfast. After

"Sounds good."

head back to her room,

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