Chapter 453 Grandma Had Played a Final Trick on Dominic

I felt powerless as an observer. The rift between them was too wide for mere words to mend.

I had already suspected Taylor's motives.

I approached Whitney and helped her to her feet. "Don't cry. You need to be careful with your heart. What if you make yourself sick?"

It was only when she saw me that Whitney seemed to find some comfort. She threw herself into my arms, her tears flowing freely as if she were a helpless child.

I gently patted her back. "There, there. You still have me. I will always be here for you."

Whitney sobbed, her voice breaking as she choked on her words. "But... my dad and the others..."

"They're gone now. All we can do is live on. You're the only family I have left in the Sanders family. If something happens to you, I don't know what I'll do."

I knew I was laying it on thick, but I needed her to find a reason to keep going. Even if it was just for me, she had to push through.

She sniffled, and I wiped away her tears, glancing over at Taylor. "Do you have any food?"

"Yes, come with me."

I helped Whitney stand. She hadn't eaten in nearly a full day, and she had grown so frail. My only wish was to help her regain her strength, even if just a little.

As we entered the dining room, a tall figure pulled me in a hug. Yael, his voice thick with worry, muttered, "You really scared me!"

Now that I understood the secrets of the Carlyns, I no longer feared him.

I patted his head and smiled. "See? I'm still here. No need to be scared."

Yael, so large with his red-rimmed eyes, reminded me of a big polar bear.

I recalled childhood pictures of him, all chubby and adorable.

If life had been kinder to him, perhaps he wouldn't have turned out this way. He would have had loving parents.

"I'm starving," I said, trying to gently push his bulky form aside.

A grin spread across his face. "I've already made the food. You need to eat a lot."

He quickly grabbed bowls and utensils. Whitney, however, was frowning, clearly unhappy to see me so comfortable with the Carlyns.

How can you smile

been in Chloe's body, I probably would have agreed. But now,

Sanders weren't blameless either, and while the Carlyns weren't saints, they had their

hatred for a mere pawn, I wanted to go after the

told me before she passed to let go

had made it clear they wouldn't harm Whitney or me. That meant Grandma was warning me

why had Grandma brought them up

knew she was nearing the end, so why not

explanation was that Grandma had played a

wanted Dominic to investigate and exact revenge on the Commander.

Commander's true identity and the danger it posed-so great that

We were all struggling together, facing

burden Whitney with this knowledge; her

Taylor would soon begin loosening his hold on her,

had kept the Sanders' past hidden, even

her to live, even with that hate.

"You haven't eaten all day. You need to

have the strength for eve

else."

darkened. "Chloe, I don't want

could respond, Taylor's cold voice cut through. "If you don't eat, I'll feed

beside her. Whitney seemed to remember something and lowered her head,

was

little too,

grim. "Don't worry.

couldn't help but sigh, seeing his sad

to speak

a tree somewhere. Just find a big one, and you'll

"Why?"

fit, or hang yourself on strong branches that won't

I was speechless.

on

comforted Whitney as best I could. With Taylor there, I didn't need

them, and as Taylor

an orchard, safe from snakes. It was clean, and

about how death

knees, using his back as her footrest. I had no idea how long they had been

acting

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