Chapter 646

In the quaint town of Elmsworth, autumn had painted the leaves with fiery hues and the crisp wind had begun to whisper of the coming winter.

Cassius had been absent from his home for three days straight, cloistered within the sanctity of the local church, praying and confessing before the Lord.

What sins weighed so heavily on his soul?

Was it his past, darkened by the time when he had been the voice of a notorious underground syndicate?

Or was he confessing a heart that had dared to love where it should not, his affections falling upon someone forbidden?

On the fourth day, Cassius found himself drawn as if by a spectral force, wandering as though in a trance to the decaying Bright family manor.

He knew that young Chasel had no other refuge, no other home, but this decaying symbol of a once great dynasty.

His concern had overwhelmed his resolve to stay away, and so he had come.

understood that with his past, he could only stand watch, a silent

the tempest outside

within, rising up to choke the throat with a bitterness that could not be

a procession of luxury cars glided up to the manor, stopping with a sense of entitlement

tall, imposing middle–aged man as he stepped out, impeccably dressed in a suit. Cassius recognized him immediately

home. You must be weary from your journey,”

Zachary replied curtly, his expression stoic, “Where

Warner–replied, seizing the chance to belittle his brother, “Dad, Chasel has truly crossed the line this time. Not only did he disregard our family’s code, but he’s been fraternizing with the Ashbournes. If word got out, our family’s reputation would be a laughingstock. People would say we’re all talk–acting righteous in

who panders to whom in the end,” he said

for the worse, barely clinging to life. That’s why Aunt Suri was so desperate to seek our family’s aid. I doubt

about the Ashbournes before. Did they slight you when you went to fetch Chasel?”

sweat forming on his brow, “Of course not! They wouldn’t dare touch a member of the

the house, Warner felt a shiver down his spine and glanced back.

is it?” Zachary inquired.

like a priest or minister, staring this way. It’s quite unsettling in the dead of

hadn’t recognized Cassius‘ face.

but the street

he

to rest,”

to his thoughts.

released from his “cage” and brought into

had gathered, a sea of

center, Chasel faced his father, leisurely sipping tea on a fine chair, his elder brother standing at attention, and the audience” summoned to witness the

in his

the confines

abandoning her luxurious life in the Bright household. But now, his heart yearned

with icy detachment.

of a smile at his lips, “Father, it’s been years since the fall of empires. Even presidents

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