Chapter 935 Please Don’t Turn Me Away Queenie was haunted by unsettling dreams.

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Samuel spent the night kneeling in the snow outside his family’s estate, unable to find peace.

Early the next morning, Cecil stepped outside, ready to visit Diana, when he saw Samuel kneeling by the gate.

Snow had blanketed Samuel’s shoulders, frost clinging to his hair and eyelashes. His lips were blue, his face pale as death.

“Samuel, have you completely lost it? What are you doing kneeling out here at this hour? New Year’s is right around the corner, and I’m not about to drag your frozen corpse up a

mountain!”

Samuel, having just returned from Jace Foliot’s hospital room, now fully understood how dangerous Queenie was.

She had single–handedly destroyed the Foliot family, throwing both of Jace’s sons in prison overnight.

“Cecil… I’m sorry. I was wrong. I see that now. I’ll never fight you again. I want to work with you, to build something good together.”

Samuel’s voice was weak, his words trembling with the cold.

Cecil stared at him, frowning. “Come on in before you talk.”

Samuel had no strength left in his legs–he had to drag himself inside.

Chapter 935 Please Don’t Turn Me Away That scene stunned Cecil.

Cecil arched a brow, finding it hard to believe this was happening.

Madam Farley, seated in the living room, looked on in shock.

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happened to you? Crawling in here like that, what kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into

a weak smile, grateful

room.

sorry. I was so foolish before, always going against Cecil.

didn’t believe a word Samuel said. Yes, he was

overly ambitious, and she had never liked

her disapproval crystal clear, leaving

someone to fetch

obeyed without complaint,

him? What’s this fuss all about? New Year’s is just

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I opened the door and

mused. “Nothing’s happened with

Cecil shook his head.

Wyatt’s been busy stabilizing things. The

now.”

It doesn’t make sense,” Madam Farley muttered, clearly puzzled. This was out of character,

only shrug again. “I’m as clueless as

the Foliots had rattled her, leaving her wary of foolish

achievements, her accolades proudly displayed on the walls

loyalty lay with Cecil, her chosen heir. Everything

only Cecil cared

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looking more like himself after changing into

a towel, limping slightly

“Samuel, what were you doing. kneeling at the door?

Samuel dropped to his knees

From now on, let’s

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