Chapter 318 The Scions of Kingbourne

Inside the study, Fabian was listening to the voice note from Wynter reminding him not to get worked up

He refused to open the door for Shane and raised his voice as he

said, “I’ll be fine if you stop pissing me off. You’d better leave before I think about revoking your position in the company.”

Shane grew anxious and stepped closer to the door. “Dad, I’m just worried about your health.”

“Worry about your intelligence.” Fabian gripped his dragon-headed

cane and snarled. “Leave.”

Shane’s fists clenched at his sides. He couldn’t understand why

Fabian had such an aversion toward him. It was like he meant

nothing to Fabian.

“Fine, I’ll leave,” Shane relented. “But my doctor will be stationed

outside your study just in case.”

When he heard no reply from Fabian, he left. Until now, he had yet t

tell Marie that their long-lost daughter had been found.

He wasn’t sure how he was going to break the news to her. He

worried that if he did, her condition would deteriorate.

More importantly, he didn’t understand why Fabian was adamant

sending Naomi away. It was tantamount

this point.

still be grieving if it weren’t for Naomi.

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planning to meet his long-lost daughter so that he could

of the story. However, Fabian seemed intent on never letting them meet.

was ridiculous how Shane was made to feel less when he was

important than having peace and solidarity in the

send Naomi away

he could wait until he saw his long-lost

things out then.

arriving in Kingbourne, Wynter grabbed her purse and

was stored in the back of the

and had the driver

ground.

with the courtyard that she had

was across town from the

assigned enough men to escort and her family to Kingbourne, for they helped Margaret settle do

the new house.

that the traffic was building

main roads. The fastest way she could get to the Quinnell residence was

forward, revving up the engine. The sleek black motorbike gleamed under the streetlights.

a distance, the motorbike effortlessly weaved through

The Stons of

the road like a

flashy sports car whistled

the men in the sports car were none other than the scions

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