Chapter 1129:

At that moment, the sound of a key turning in the door echoed through the room. Scarlette’s eyes brightened, and she immediately began crawling toward the door, knowing her father was home. Caden entered and scooped Scarlette up with a smile.

Alicia walked over, pretending to complain. “Scarlette’s become a little rascal. Look at the mess she’s made of the house.”

Caden chuckled, pressing a kiss to Scarlette’s cheek. “I’ll take the afternoon off to stay home with both of you.”

He went to wash his hands, but Alicia noticed something was off. He seemed distracted, using the wrong towel to dry his hands.

Alicia asked, concern creeping into her voice. “Why do you

Corey’s lawyer today. Apparently, Corey made a will last month. All of his clean assets…

beat. She looked closely at Caden, trying to read his face. “Corey’s always been impulsive. You

and he sighed deeply. “There’s more.” He paused for a moment before finally speaking, his voice barely above

starts

with a

he had committed countless wrongs in his life, and a grand funeral felt undeserved. His only wish was for his ashes to be scattered somewhere after cremation. At the time, Alicia had brushed off his words as an emotional outburst, a fleeting moment of grief. He was only in his thirties—how could a man

he had longed for death for some time. He looked like a shadow of the man he once was. His body was gaunt, his face hollow and sunken, almost unrecognizable. The once-dignified man, who had cared

pry them open, and when they did, a small photograph was found crumpled in his palm. It was a two-inch picture of a younger Corey and

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