Chapter 594

A figure slipped out from behind the hanging canvas, cloaked in darkness-just like that shadowy man from Palm Bay. Only his sharp, almost icy eyes were

visible.

Dylan didn't spare him a glance. Instead, he studied the dense rows of memorial tablets lining the ancestral hall.

The man came closer, stopping a few steps away before bowing and dropping to one knee.

Finally, Dylan's eyes moved from the tablets to the kneeling figure.

His lips parted twice before a soft, almost amused laugh escaped. "Show me your face."

The man hesitated, bowing his head even lower, pretending not to hear. Dylan leaned forward and tugged back the hood covering the man's head.

Dark hair, then a black mask beneath.

"Look up."

The man obeyed, lifting his head slowly, those fierce eyes still giving nothing away.

Dylan gently pulled the hood back into place. Just those eyes alone-so out of place.

But from Walter to Mrs. Ferguson, no one had ever noticed.

No one had really looked at those eyes. Or maybe, they just never cared about the Ferguson son they'd thrown away years ago.

one cared how he was getting

discarded pawn

still expressionless, turned his wheelchair and spoke in a

"Go where you're needed."

"Yes."

said before disappearing as

had taken less

wheeled out of the solemn hall, he spotted Walter sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard. Walter looked surprised to see him

You've wanted to see him for years, after

people who are destined for bigger things can't

in old

hadn't been a part

brother all

getting

table, his face unreadable. He asked quietly, "He's the same age as me,

at Dylan's calmness. "You're twins. Of course he is." He hesitated. "If you

the family's glory, but

and Mother have always said it-it was his fate. From birth, he was

l.ne

if you want to achieve great things, you can't let feelings get in the way. Your brother's done well for himself; they say he's

you're the heir to the Ferguson family.

eyes dropped to Dylan's legs, a flicker of regret there. "If it

to finish-someone was approaching. It was

bent down to whisper something in Dylan's

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