Chapter 1179

"Your dad can't save you," Mia teased, holding her son's tiny hand firmly. "Stay still, or I might accidentally nip your fingers."

Henry bawled, his eyes glued to his hands. Mia kept up the lighthearted chatter, "Back when you were still in my belly, your dad was the one who clipped my nails and helped me with my socks. So, who do you think he loves more, you or me?"

Henry wasn't in the mood for chit-chat. His teary eyes stayed fixed on his nails, each clip feeling like it was cutting into his very soul.

Once the nail-trimming ordeal was over, Henry acted as if he'd lost his nerve entirely, refusing even to hold his bottle. He just cried for his dad to come and hold him.

But that night, Andre didn't make it home, and neither did Bruce.

with a few old colleagues, all of whom were around his age. As soon as he walked in, he cut straight to the chase, "So, I hear some folks think the Cedillo family is trying to mess with fate because I picked a prime spot to build my house back in the day. Now folks are calling it a 'dragon vein,'

on, Hansen, it's complicated, and they're still looking into it. If

no heavy stuff. I heard old Meng and Guo recently consulted a medium to find a burial plot. Where's it at, anyway? Tell

The room went silent.

pressed on, "What, cat got your

continued, "I'm just wary about picking a spot. We're all getting up there in years, and let's face it, any day could be our last. If I pick a plot, people might start gossiping that the Cedillo

isn't that a

chuckled, "Is

"Even the old folks know to pick a prime resting place to bless their descendants. Why can't the living do the same? All this talk of 'dragon veins' is

held

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