Chapter 104

The room fell into a mix of expressions, each telling its own story.

Sanderson’s gaze on Laurinda was a mix of disbelief and tension. He had thought his request would be met with refusal, but she agreed without hesitation.

That was his mom. How ridiculous!

Lorna, seeing his distress, reached for Sanderson’s hand and found it ice cold, his fingers clenched tight. It was evident he was deeply upset.

Lorna never imagined Laurinda could be so heartless.

Laurinda, oblivious to the tension, pressed urgently, “Sanderson, your word’s your bond?”

Steward found himself speechless, unable to fathom Laurinda’s foolishness, his voice barely above a hoarse whisper, “Do you even understand what you’re agreeing to?”

“Of course,” Laurinda replied, her voice cool and detached, “We’ve severed our relationship, right? Fine by me. What good does keeping ties do me? Might as well make a clean break and get it over with.”

She shot Rachel a glare after her declaration. Kermit and Rachel had been sweet–talking her, tricking her into giving away two–thirds of her money. Now it was all gone.

She resented Kermit, but what could she do? Rachel had produced a son, the very future of the Delaney family.

Steward stared at her, lost for words. And Sanderson also remained silent.

As numbness spread through his body, a clear and cool voice pierced the haze, “We should get this notarized

first.

Sanderson looked up, his eyes meeting Cordelia’s serious gaze.

In that moment, warmth flooded his heart. He still had Cordelia and Lorna.

draft a notary document. And Kermit, you’ll need to

too,”

nodded in agreement, “Sure

voice trembled with emotion, “Kermit, think this through. What if the cops recover the fifty million?

regrets. My word is my bond.”

was gone

the money hit their accounts, it was sliced

Getting even

it to Sanderson, “Sanderson,

a clear sign of premeditation.

Laurinda hadn’t

had targeted Sanderson

fork, appetite lost, feeling something heavy in his

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family matters, letting things spiral out of control, beyond the point of return.

family was

moment, deflated. Without

document, then rose, “We should head back. Once the notary. is done tomorrow, I’ll transfer the funds.”

Delaney Manor, the drive home was silent. Sanderson sat in

hand in the

the driver, were solemn, the only sound Cordelia’s soft recitation, “When nations fall, it’s not for lack of strength or poor strategy, but the folly of bribing the enemy. To weaken oneself by

Silence fell again.

realized, a family, like a nation, needed governance. The Delaney

Cordelia, unsure if her recitation was intentional or

tallied their liquid assets, exactly

“How will we

perpetrators, the money was easily moved. But

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