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.

could only stand watch, a silent guardian to the legacy of the

had once braved the tempest outside the gates of Silverlake Harbor, all for a mere glimpse

bile churning within, rising up to choke

of luxury cars glided up to the manor, stopping with a sense of entitlement that only the wealthy

in a suit. Cassius recognized him immediately

must be weary from your journey,” Warner greeted, bowing

Zachary replied curtly, his expression stoic, “Where

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,

lips curled into a frosty smirk. “We shall see who panders to whom in the

continued, fueled by spite, “Word has it that Emeric’s health has taken a turn for the worse, barely clinging to life. That’s why Aunt Suri was so desperate to seek our family’s aid. I doubt Emeric has much time left. Once he’s gone, the Ashbourne fortune will crumble, and we’ll see how high and mighty they can act then!”

“You never seemed this bitter about the Ashbournes before. Did they slight you

on his brow, “Of course not! They wouldn’t dare touch

were about to enter the house, Warner felt a shiver down his spine

it?”

chill, “Dad, there’s a man dressed like a priest or minister, staring this way. It’s quite unsettling in the dead

darkness, Warner hadn’t recognized Cassius‘ face.

the street was deserted.

Where did he go? He was just there.”

you’ve been working hard. Make sure to rest,” Zachary advised before stepping

was left to his

was released from his “cage” and

had gathered, a sea of

fine chair, his elder brother standing at attention, and the audience” summoned to witness the

discomfort churned in

yet within the confines of this grand

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

commanded Zachary with icy detachment.

a smile at his lips, “Father, it’s been years since the fall of empires. Even presidents aren’t greeted with kneeling anymore. Perhaps it’s time our family shed these outdated customs?”

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