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-Wyatt holds too much power,” Carl said. “Ordinary dowries don’t mean anything to <b>him</b><b>. </b><b>I’m </b>nning to transfer the Northvale sponsorship to you. That way, you’ll have leverage–Wyatt won’t be able to push you around so easily.”
“Carl…”
Carl had ess to the most advanced medical equipment overseas, which made both Lu Boyu and Wyatt eager to win <b>him </b>over.
And now, that enormous asset was being handed <b>over </b>to her just like that.
Yunice didn’t dare ept.
“What’s there to be afraid of” Carl said. “I don’t believe in marriage. I’m too old for kids, and I never nned to have any. <b>You’re </b>Pingwei’s only surviving child. I’m recognizing you as my goddaughter.”
Yunice’s nose stung. She couldn’t say a word.
When someone’s been neglected for too long, warmth starts to feel dangerous.
She feared getting burned. Feared it was just a dream. Feared she’d never be able to repay it.
But Carl shoved the transfer papers into her hands. “Even if your father were still alive, I’d still give you this gift.
Yunice’s throat tightened. “Thank you, Carl. Or… should I stop calling you Mr. Carl?”
She hesitated, then said, softly but sincerely, “Dad.”
Blood ties had failed her. So why not go with her heart?
Anyone who treated her well–she’d treat them like family.
Carl gave a satisfied hum. Then he added, “Now for the second piece of news.”
<i>“</i>Your brother Oscar is back. He’s at the Saunders estate right now.” Carl looked up at her. “Do you want to see him?”
Yunice <b>shook </b>her head. “I don’t.”
No matter what role Oscar had yed in how the Saunders family <b>had </b>treated her, she wanted nothing more to do with any of them.
Uncle Qing <b>had </b>already helped her establish a new identity. She was still Yunice–but <b>no </b>longer that Yunice.
Carl understood. “Then there’s no need to notify them shout the weddine. I’ll stand in their
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someone who brought him shame.
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And even if Oscar believed Wyatt was the killer, Wyatt’s power would make the truth impossible to pursue.
Owen read the signal in her eyes, Guilt gnawed at him, but he still echoed her. “Elsie, don’t talk nonsense. We have no proof. Don’t drag us into something we can’t handle
The more he denied it, the more Ovcar believed it.
He sneered at Owen. “You’re so scared of consequences, you won’t even stand sister?
up for your own
“Owen…”
Oscar shoved him aside and stormed out. “You might be scared–but I’m not. I’ll ask him
myself!”
Wyatt wasn’t someone you crossed lightly.
Lily panicked, afraid something worse might happen. She quickly told Owen and Elsie to chase
after him.
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