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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world happened to you? Crawling in here like that, what kind of trouble

grateful for

room.

always going against Cecil. I won’t do it

word Samuel said. Yes, he was her grandson, but there was little affection

were overly ambitious, and she had never

disapproval crystal

to fetch clean

without complaint, heading

turned to Cecil. “What’s gotten into him? What’s this

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door and there he

Farley mused. “Nothing’s happened with Wyatt’s family recently,

Cecil shook his head.

that I know of. After the company’s issues, Uncle Wyatt’s been busy stabilizing things. The business is

now.”

doesn’t make sense,” Madam Farley muttered, clearly

could only shrug again. “I’m as clueless as you

rattled her, leaving her wary

achievements, her accolades proudly displayed

with Cecil, her chosen heir. Everything she

only Cecil cared for her with

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like himself after changing into

from his hair with a towel, limping

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

dropped to his knees

let’s all stick

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