The Hetfield family had secrets-deep, dark secrets-and Morwenna had always suspected as much. But now, after hearing Stuart speak, she realized that these secrets were far more intricate than she had ever imagined.

Yara wasn't really his youngest aunt at all.

How did his real youngest aunt, who tormented Stuart so badly, die? And how was it possible for her to keep on hurting him for years?

What about Stuart's parents?

Morwenna's mind was a whirlwind of confusion, and she found herself unable to ask any more questions.

Stuart didn't continue either. It seemed he just wanted Morwenna to know about the pain he had kept silent for so long, like tearing open his own wounds to let the most trusted person take a peek. Just then, someone pushed the door open.

Fletcher entered with his hands covering his eyes, peeking through his fingers like a mischievous fox. "Hey, Stuart and Morwenna, what are you two up to in broad daylight?" he teased.

Morwenna, still reeling from Stuart's revelations, didn't blush or react as she usually might have.

stood up to glance at Fletcher, then pulled the blanket

"She's covered with a robe and a sick

expression, Stuart asked in a cold tone, "Any

glanced at Morwenna, quickly realizing that Stuart didn't intend for her to leave the

been taken. To cover the deficit in his project, Reuben has been dipping into the company funds again. Maybe he thinks that with you gone, the Hetfield family is his for the taking, so he's getting reckless." Sᴇaʀch

coming back to herself. Reuben was Phineas' son, and from what they were saying, it

time she saw someone battered and bloodied for embezzling funds...

noticing Morwenna's furrowed brow, spoke with a hint

by Morwenna overhearing, replied sharply, "Too slow. Keep

his eyes. "Getting him to embezzle in just three days,

"One week maximum."

always wanted to push you out, and now that you're gone, let's see how they manage

mainly because a week truly was

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