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Katelyn and her entourage burst into the room, their sudden entrance revealing they had overheard every word exchanged. Among them was Earl Poulos’ real son.
Dale’s so-called leverage was now embarrassingly exposed as a sham.
Despite Vincent’s stern warnings about his schemes, Dale remained resolute. He was convinced that if he could pull this off, the castle would be his, and his debts would vanish. What he couldn’t see was that his blind ambition was driving him toward disaster.
The sight of Katelyn and her group immediately drew the attention of both Earl Poulos and Dale.
Earl Poulos’ eyes widened in disbelief as he shifted his gaze from Katelyn to the man in ck. “What’s going on here?”
Dale clenched his fists, his face darkening as he realized his ns were falling apart. Before Katelyn and her group could respond, Dale sprang to his feet. “My uncle and I are in the middle of an important discussion. Everyone else needs to leave now.”
He couldn’t let them derail his carefullyid ns.
Earl Poulos had been on the verge of agreement, but Katelyn’s sudden arrival had disrupted everything. Dale’s frustration red as his eyes zed with anger.
If he had known the situation would escte like this, he would have acted sooner.
Katelyn took a steadying breath before turning to Earl Poulos. “What he’s told you ispletely false. He hasn’t found your real son. His only goal is to trick you into giving him the castle to cover his gambling debts.” Katelyn spoke with unwavering certainty.
Her gaze locked onto Dale, her tone stern. “We warned you not to deceive your own family, but you ignored us.”
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Dale’s face turned red with rage, and he shot back with barely contained fury. “You’re the one lying! My uncle has been desperate to find his son for years, and I helped him do that. What’s wrong with asking for a little reward? Besides, he promised me the castle.”
In that moment, Dale’s greed and deceit were ringly evident.
Even Jaxen, who didn’t know him well, shot him a withering look. “I’m beginning to regret saving him. Maybe we should’ve let the debt collectors take him and use him for their experiments,” Jaxen grumbled under his breath.
If Dale had any sense of gratitude, he wouldn’t have turned against them so quickly.
Vincent remained silent, his face a mask of controlled irritation. Without Dale’s connection to Earl Poulos, Vincent wouldn’t have bothered with someone like him—a gambler scrambling to escape his debts.<fnc0e2> This update is avable on F?ndNovel</fnc0e2>
The man in ck, still bound and sitting on the floor, nced around, clearly confused. He couldn’t understand why Katelyn and her group had gone to such lengths to bring him here.
“Uncle Dous, don’t listen to their lies. I’m your only family. Why would I hurt you? I really did find your son. If you don’t believe me, I can bring him here right now.” Dale fixed his gaze on Earl Poulos, his voice now taking on a slick, persuasive tone. “But before we proceed, let’s sign the transfer agreement.” He smoothly slid a document across the table, cing it right in front of Earl Poulos. “Sign this, and you’ll get to see your long-lost son. A fair trade, wouldn’t you say?”
Jaxen’sughter was cold and derisive. He’d never seen anyone so brazenly dishonest.
As Jaxen moved to call out Dale’s scheme, Vincent subtly shook his head, signaling for him to stay quiet. Earl Poulos’ real son was among them, and everyone was eager to see how Dale would try to wrap this up.
Earl Poulos studied the document with a skeptical frown. After a moment’s hesitation, he replied, “I don’t trust your ims. First, show me my son. If he’s truly my son, I’ll consider the deal.”
Dale’s frustration shed across his face, but he quickly masked it with a smile. “Deal. I trust you won’t deceive me in this matter.”
He pped his hands, and a young man soon appeared in the doorway.
Katelyn and herpanions gasped as the young man entered.
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