Alyssa raised an eyebrow, her mind racing to catch up with the conversation.

For five years, despite the swirling rumors about Winston's origins, one thing was undeniable: his standing within the Wright family was unshakably higher than theirs.

Hunter truly treated him like his favorite grandson, showering him with affection.

Robbie had tried digging into Winston's true background, to no avail.

And with Hunter's doting, if he ever found out about the rivalry between Robbie and Colin Wright, it wasn't far-fetched to think he might groom Winston as the Wright family's heir.

That would mean all of Robbie's painstaking efforts over the years would simply pave the way for someone else.

Realizing this, Alyssa bluntly asked, "You want me to get rid of him."

Only with Winston out of the picture could anyone truly threaten Robbie's influence in the family.

Robbie shook his head lightly, "No need for you to dirty your hands. He's fond of the Linklaters, right? Just find an excuse for him to go to them. Should anything 'unfortunate' happen en route, we're not involved."

Alyssa got the message.

Winston was always talking about Sasha. If something happened, she could just pin it on Sasha.

Before Robbie left, Alyssa suddenly asked, "And what about Brianna? Same deal?"

Robbie's gaze darkened, "Colin won't keep her around. If he wants a scapegoat, why shouldn't I oblige?"

In the room, Alyssa's eyes were cold and calculating.

As long as they could pin Winston's demise on Sasha...

With Sasha, the Linklater matriarch, accused of murder, Alyssa was keen to see how this 'lovely lady' would manage to maintain her footing within the Linklaters.

The next day.

Vivienne was rudely awakened by a barrage of texts on her phone.

Seeing the first name that popped up, she immediately hit 'mute'.

Emerald Mountain Disciples' chat group exploded with over a dozen messages, each more urgent

married, and I'm

"A wedding? You've got

saw the news. My

him out here! How could he keep this from us until now? Is

kin. There's no way we'd be left out of something this big. Maybe the invite got lost... Vivienne wouldn't keep this from us, and

you guys sure

for a second, then a very ominous voice message popped

"Leopold, show yourself!"

work, shuddered at the barrage of

hands, still sore from moving furniture, trembled as he typed, "Guys, I swear it wasn't me. I only

and you're telling us you, right beside

got the message, and if it wasn't you

If we

lose it when he

breathe a word. They must've found out some other way, not

him a chilling look, "I

one

Leopold, "..."

disciples were right;

Leopold muttered, "Can't we just be normal

him disinterestedly, "Oh, there's a house

leaped up, "Being a ghost isn't even this exhausting! I've been at it

two estates in the suburbs that haven't been occupied for a while.

Leopold, "..."

human

well

dogs had it better

his thoughts, merely warned, "Remember, you owe me.

Leopold, "Utterly shameless!"

Meanwhile, at the Linklaters'.

missed calls on her phone, ignoring

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