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    Christina simply looked away. She didn’t want to humiliate Brendon while Bethel was standing right there.


    After a tense pause, Brendon turned and walked off with long, firm steps.


    He had actuallye intending to talk things through with Christina calmly and reasonably. He hadn’t expected Robin to be there at all, and running into him hadpletely derailed everything.


    The Hubbard family residence.


    “Uncle Freddie! Please, I was wrong! Just forgive me this once! I swear I’ll never do it again!” Eugene was on his knees, his voice breaking as he begged for mercy.


    Hadn’t that man promised him the Hubbards would never find out?


    Years of nning—meticulous, careful deceit—now shattered in a single night.


    Freddie’s face was dark as storm clouds, disappointment and heartbreak etched into every line.


    He had raised a monster—an ungrateful, conniving creature he once called family.


    “You’ll never do it again? Hah!” Freddie barked out a cold, bitterugh.


    “Do you think I could ever believe such a lie? Eugene, you’re ruthless! To steal everything from the Hubbards, you started scheming before Eloise even came into this world—plotting to erase us from existence! That kind of hatred doesn’t just vanish. How could I possibly believe you? We treated you like our own, and this is how you repay us?”


    His anger trembled through him until he finally sank into his chair, chest heaving. Memories of the past washed over him in a crushing tide, bringing with them only a deep, hollow ache.


    He had only ever wanted to give his nephew a chance—a little help. Never in his worst nightmares did he imagine that same nephew had been plotting his family’s downfall all along.


    For years, Eugene had slithered through the family’s ranks like a snake in tall grass, hiding behind loyalty while poisoning the roots.


    Even when every nted spy had been uncovered, when every trail led to the Happer family, Freddie refused to believe it. Only when the final proof surfaced—undeniable, unescapable—did he ept the truth: his nephew had wanted him dead.


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    “Uncle Freddie, please… I was wrong, truly wrong! I beg you, for my mother’s sake—please forgive me!”


    Eugene crawled forward, clutching at Freddie’s leg, but Omar’s boot struck him hard, knocking him t.


    “If it weren’t for your mother, do you think my father would’ve tolerated your lot this long? You used the Hubbard name for your gain, and we said nothing! But you got greedy—greedier than a vulture—and now you’ve shown your true colors. You wanted to wipe us outpletely!”


    Omar was livid, his words pushed out through clenched teeth, each one trembling with rage. He wanted nothing more than to crush his treacherous cousin beneath his heel right then and there.


    Never in his life had he imagined Eugene could be this calcting—that his deceit had begun long before Eloise was even born.


    He had yed the long game with the patience of a serpent, waiting for years, weaving his web one silent thread at a time. And he had nearly seeded.


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