The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 708 The Fractured House

To Dale, everything Dan had unleashed was nothing less than a deliberate attempt to drag outside powers in and destroy Ashen Pact.

After all, this mess now reached Abraham himself.

Dan gave no answer. He simply pulled out a chair and sat directly across from Dale.

His silence only deepened Dale’s scowl. “Dan, no matter how we fight, it’s still family business. But you-”

The word family darkened Dan’s face. He cut him off coldly. “Quarrels between family count as family business. Am I your family?”

Family business?

Ha. After all these years, it was the first time I have ever heard Dale call their strife that.

His voice dripped with irony.

Dale’s eyes narrowed. “Tessa. Was it you who took her?”

The name left his mouth without a trace of warmth.

No tenderness for his daughter–only indifference.

Indifference so stark it was as if Tessa had no right to exist at all.

The same indifference he had shown Dan for a lifetime.

Perhaps once, when Dan was still a toddler, Dale had been a father in truth. But from the moment Dan’s memories began, Dale had never treated him as a son.

born of Artemis

echoed, laughter sharp and mocking. “Listen to yourself.

Dale’s voice turned

Ashen

let the pause

face sank deeper into

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Diana’s daughter turned out to

hand–his woman. That was a crime that could

open.

clenched. “What are you

Dan sneered. “Don’t dump your filth on me. Marie’s

locked,

your dirty water

face twisted black.

you’ll have to tell Victor that. Whether he believes you… that’s another matter. And I doubt you have what it takes to

down like a

bulged at Dale’s temples. He hadn’t known Victor himself was coming to Noctarth. Not

he understood–the Ashen Pact was in deeper trouble

leaning over the desk,

it your people? Or

sharp–who had

forced to take the blame in front of Marie. And someone

your mouth,” Dale

his certainty wavered. Was it really