Evening had settled when Eliza stepped into Wendy's room.

"Mom, why are you still up at this hour?" Eliza perched herself beside Wendy, the picture of a dutiful daughter.

Wendy cherished Eliza deeply, having protected her like the apple of her eye since she was a child.

Now, in her current state, she trusted no one more than Eliza.

"Eliza, with me in this condition, I would not put it past my daughters-in-law to have all sorts of ideas. We can't let them get the better of us, darling. Your brothers are no use either, only seeing dollar signs." Eliza nestled close to Wendy, chuckling softly. "Don't worry, Mom. The Boyds won't be played by my sisters-in-law. Our family's assets won't fall into the wrong hands, not on my watch."

Wendy nodded in assurance. "I knew I could count on you to ease my worries. Eliza, I've taken note of your ambitions all those years and prepared for it. This visit from Percival, it's so you can get acquainted with the Ellingtons, you understand?"

Relief washed over Eliza with those words.

As long as she could see Nathan Ellington again, she would do anything.

"Yeah, I know you've always got my back, Mom." Eliza leaned on Wendy's shoulder, briefly catching sight of her amputated hand and quickly averting her gaze with a hint of distaste.

Wendy's hand was already skeletal, a ghastly sight, and with the stump so starkly exposed, it was downright macabre.

"Mom, what are your plans regarding the Specter Healer?" Eliza inquired.

Wendy scoffed. "He's just after money, isn't he? I have plenty, though it might be a bit tricky to come up with 800 billion dollars at once. But, opportunities are not nonexistent." Eliza looked at Wendy skeptically.

Plenty of money? What a joke.

As the CFO of Boyd Group, she was all too aware of how much the Boyd family had.

Not to mention 800 billion, even 800 million would require careful consideration.

her mother

Wendy smiled. "Have you

in the hole?" Eliza's brow

scarce, only mentioning Patrick's apprehension. The screen also showed

was plotting to seize control of the Ashford family's fortune, turning their empire into her

more than

how can you be so sure Patrick will turn to us

get involved? And with Gillian's reputation in ruins, who would want her? But, just one call from you, inviting her to turn to the Boyds, bringing all Ashford

exploiting the

the sole Ashford heiress, would be desperate for connections to free her

the gravity of Patrick's offenses unclear, who

extend help, Gillian would

securing the Ashford business and unveiling the

I'll make the call right away."

Ashford business, it

kept secret from the other Boyds, or they

to keep everything under her control to negotiate with the

next daughter-in-law was

to be cast aside," She cursed

in chaos. Gillian had barely processed Patrick's arrest when she

company and its numerous

his arrest, the banks

tossed her phone aside, clueless on how to

her had vanished

the doorbell rang. Surprisingly, it

her warily. "What are

holding up. Your dad and I go way back, and I've watched you grow up. I could not just sit by while your family faces such troubles." It was the most comforting thing Gillian had heard in

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