"B-But even if Grandfather wouldn't listen, you didn't have to go that far. He's your husband, and..."

Jon trailed off feebly as fear seized him.

If Yora could go that far, it made sense that she could eliminate him for her own ends.

And to no surprise, Yora narrowed her eyes dangerously at him as she snorted. "Hmph. I guess I can make it simple for you-go back to Laneville and take your place as the new head of the Lane family... Or I'd just have to pick someone else." Jon gulped, as his worst fear had come true.

If he refused Yora, he would not fare any better than his grandfather.

What choice did he have if he wanted to stay alive?

Hence, after some thought, Jon quietly nodded.

However, his face was ashen, and he certainly did not appear pleased or thrilled to become the new head of the Lane family.

"Very good."

smile. "Though you might be head of the family in name only, you stand to gain much. Just stick to

Yimmel." Jon gritted his teeth but forced

choice but to accept

was exactly what he did

"Cough, cough, cough..."

to find her sweating all over her brow, heaving as her whole

happening to Fleur, whereas Yora merely cast her a brief glance and turned away nonchalantly.

clearly

temperature was alternating between extreme heat and cold, and she could feel a stabbing pain spreading throughout her

en

CUMS

she mustered all her strength to reach out to Yora. "Please... Help... Help

flabbergasted. "Madam Yimmel? What's happening

"Get her into your car, and call this number-ask

MS

words, Yora and her entourage got into

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