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    “Silly girl.” Rhys chuckled, affectionately tousling her hair. Only now did he truly understand her willingness to risk everything just to save him. He, too, couldn’t envision a life without Harlee.


    Harlee extended her hand, their fingers interlocking. They sat in silence outside the hospital, not speaking, yet their connection deepened. In this quietpanionship, it felt as though they understood each other even more.


    Rhett’s surgery was sessful, and Lydia’s health had also stabilized. The entire Fletcher family, except for Valentin, had been saved.


    With Valentin’s approval, the Fletcher family’s vi was deliberately demolished. After leaving the hospital, the family relocated to a high-rise apartment that Paulina had secured.


    The mood was somber as the entire family gathered in the living room. Paulina and Rhett, both recuperating from surgery, took up the couch. The room seemed to pause in anticipation of Serena’s arrival, treating her almost as if she were the family matriarch.


    At the sound of the doorbell, everyone looked at each other and stood. Stan Fletcher, whose injuries were the least severe, hurried to open the door.


    “Mr. Green, Mrs. Green,” Stan said respectfully before turning his gaze to Serena. His tone was slightly awkward. “Serena, you’re here.”


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    Serena gave a brief, cool nod and proceeded directly inside. “Has everyone gathered?” she asked.


    Lydia rose to her feet. “Yes, everyone’s here.”


    “Give this pill to Valentin. It should help him muster the strength to sort his affairs before his ultimate passing,” Serena instructed, passing the pill to Lydia before retreating to stand behind Harlee.


    “Serena, won’t youe inside?” Lydia’s voice shook slightly.


    Serena shook her head. “No, this concerns your family alone. I’ll remain outside.”


    Over the past few days, Serena had extended more help to the Fletchers than she had initially nned. She preferred not to deepen her involvement any further.


    “Alright,” Lydia responded, her tone carrying a hint of disappointment. Following that, each Fletcher family member entered the room. They cast meaningful nces at Serena, silently wishing she would join them, yet no one ventured to extend an invitation.


    After a moment, Stan appeared at the door, pausing hesitantly. “Serena, would you consider joining us? Valentin seems eager to speak with you.”


    “No,” Serena refused without a second thought.


    Harlee was somewhat taken aback. She had assumed Serena had made peace with the Fletcher family, but it appeared Serena was merely assisting them unreservedly.


    Harlee hesitated and then suggested to Serena, “Take 100k inside. There might be something you’re unaware of.” She hoped Serena wouldn’t harbor any future regrets.


    Serena paused, looking uncertain as she considered Harlee’s words.


    “I’ll apany you,” Harlee said, rising and joining Serena’s side. Revitalized suddenly, Serena nodded with determination, her voice slightly congested. “Alright.”


    Entering slowly, Serena observed the Fletcher family clustered around Valentin’s deathbed, each attempting a brave smile. Memories of her time with the Fletchers a decade earlier flooded back. A decade had shed by. Harlee stood back, leaning against the wall, observing the scene with detachment. Rhys had been against hering, but she was too intrigued by the secrets the Fletcher family had kept all these years.


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