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 guardian to

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

was a feeling akin to one’s own bile churning within, rising up

up to the manor, stopping with a sense of entitlement that only the wealthy could command.

out, impeccably dressed in a suit. Cassius recognized him immediately as the current head of Bright Biopharmacy,

journey,” Warner greeted, bowing with

replied curtly, his expression

instructions. He’s been quiet in his room,” 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 public while cozying

a frosty smirk. “We shall see who panders to whom in 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

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

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

enter the house, Warner felt a shiver down

is it?”

or minister, staring this way. It’s

hadn’t

glanced back, but the street was deserted.

muttered, “Huh? Where did he go?

hard. Make sure to rest,” Zachary advised

left to his

was released from his “cage” and brought into the grand courtyard.

estate had

and proud at the center, Chasel faced his father, leisurely sipping tea on a fine

churned in his stomach.

the confines of this grand

in the Bright household.

with icy detachment.

defiant, the hint of a smile at his lips, “Father, it’s been years since the fall of empires. Even presidents aren’t greeted with kneeling

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