Shining Bright After Rebirth

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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like that, what kind of trouble have you

a weak smile, grateful for the warmth

room.

before, always going against Cecil. I

Farley didn’t believe a word Samuel said. Yes, he was her grandson, but there was little affection

parents were overly ambitious, and she had never liked

made her disapproval crystal

to

without complaint,

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

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the door and there he

Madam Farley mused. “Nothing’s happened with

Cecil shook his head.

company’s issues, Uncle Wyatt’s been busy stabilizing things. The business

now.”

doesn’t make sense,” Madam Farley muttered, clearly puzzled. This

could only shrug again. “I’m as

Farley’s concern lingered. Queenie’s recent takedown of the Foliots had rattled her, leaving her wary of foolish moves from

of achievements, her accolades

heir. Everything she had worked for would

all her grandchildren, only Cecil cared

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like himself

dried the frost from his hair with a towel,

gaze hardened. “Samuel, what were you doing. kneeling at the door? What’s

dropped to

now on, let’s