Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1829: Love and Devotion

Is this where my life ends? A decades-long war... and it ends... tonight?

Two lifetimes—and if that were true, then Nathalie had been in this war longer than she could remember.

People say villains aren’t born, they’re made. That was true.

Nathalie wasn’t always this cruel. She was cruel in her own way, but back then, it was justified.

In the secret society, cruelty was a necessary trait for the aspiring head of a family. Otherwise, other secret families would not only see it as a weakness, but also exploit their resources and power. Everything she had done was necessary.

But because of her father’s betrayal—raising her to be the head of the Zorken Family only to give it away—something snapped in her. And her sisters, who were supposed to be supportive, simply took that order and fought her.

Taking advantage of the brewing turmoil within the Zorken Family, some other families saw their situation as an opportunity to bet on. They supported those they chose as if they were horses in a race.

With all of these combined, how could Nathalie stay down?

How could she not rage when she had seen the true face of the secret society behind its mask of elegance?

They say when one’s at death’s door, life flashes before their eyes. But somehow, nothing was flashing in hers as she watched the bullet spin in her direction. If anything, all that flashed were the sneers, the mockery she had seen and heard, and then silence.

’I cannot... accept this.’

But just as that thought crossed her mind, time ticked normally. Before she could move, Butler Gilbert suddenly appeared before her.

BANG!

butler. He had jumped in front of her, shielding her from the incoming bullet. A searing

onto the metal parts of the

could only look at him blankly. At the same time, their chopper had

BANG! BANG!

the third hit, Butler Gilbert didn’t feel it anymore. The first

down his back like a river, pain gnawing at him from his back to the ends of his nerves. His grip

of his mouth curved up as his eyes softened. Regardless of the pain and

he whispered. "I’m...

her to see her claim her ultimate victory. But knowing she would get out of here tonight was enough

no longer hear them. All he could focus on

of his consciousness and shifting

clenched her teeth and looked up, scrambling into the chopper for her safety. But once

eyes met, another soft

knowing she was safe inside. ’People may have called you all sorts of names, but in my eyes... you are the most beautiful, the smartest, and the

worthy Zorken from the beginning... even to the

nodded at her once, his grip on

him. But before she could

his gaze remained fixed on her face with that

Madam,’ he thought, falling slowly while keeping his gaze on her face. ’But I do not regret being on your side all

if he had just stood a step behind her all these years, he was satisfied with it. It might not have been close enough to hold her hand, but it was enough to love

loving