Love the Wolfless Power Girl at First Sight

Chapter 574 Bloodlines and Betrayals

Just then, Louis emerged from the bedroom, temples streaked with gray. Clearly, he hadn’t slept in days

“Louis!” Yardley rushed over like a drowning man grabbing a lifeline. “Please, talk to them. We just want to sce Dad. That’s all!”

Louis looked at Yardley, disappointment written deep in his eyes. “Sir, Mr. Walter is unconscious. Even if you go in, there’s nothing you can say. And besides-

His gaze slid to the lawyer standing nearby. “Bringing a lawyer to visit a dying man? That’s not going to look good, is it?”

Lila’s face stiffened.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Winona snapped. “We brought a lawyer just in case-”

“In case the old man passes and you get nothing from the will?” Louis cut straight through the pretense. “Relax. He already finalized it while he was still lucid. The notary has been here. Every detail’s clearly written out.”

He paused, then spoke mòre heavily. “Mr. Walter loved his family more than anything. Can’t you let him have some peace at the end?”

Yardley froze, throat dry. Louis had hit the mark–and hard. He had no reply.

The lawyer, sensing the tension, wisely stepped back. This water was far too deep.

Louis didn’t say anything else. He turned and gently closed the bedroom door behind him.

monitor beeped steadily. Outside, Yardley and his group stood frozen, faces burning with shame and

the emergency tunnel beneath the Nightshade Pack vault, a shadow moved quickly

made possible by a mole planted by Nathan three years

been transferred to the underground vault. Inside his collar was a magnetic

was the only shot they’d ever had. The vault had been locked down tight

the mole, opening the access door–and walked straight

inhuman speed, pulling a tranquilizer needle

could react.

toward the prison

was perfect–S had just been moved. During the brief switch, the mole approached

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magnetic key from S’s collar, and

the key on the

head jerking up at the sound. His eyes gleamed

he sneered. “Took you long enough. Another day down here and

of confinement had stripped him of patience. His voice was

was caught. The key

shackles had left deep, bloodied grooves on his

at Grant, voice like frost,

already provided a full map of the vault and