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    The phrase sent a shiver through Ellie’s heart.


    She wondered, did Cecelia realize that her brush with death had been caused by Demi? Was she aware that Houston had refused to have a doctor provide treatment for her?


    “Yes, I’m not her biological granddaughter,” Ellie retorted icily. “But where were you, her ‘family,’ when she was in dire need?”


    “Where we were doesn’t matter. We’re her blood rtives. Know your ce, Ellie.”


    Facing Litzy’s duplicity, Ellie inhaled deeply, fighting to keep her anger at bay.


    “Leave now! Everyone inside is a rtive of ours. You’re an outsider here. You wouldn’t want to upset Cecelia, would you?” Litzy said, showing no mercy.


    If the Gordons knew it was Ellie who cared for Cecelia in their absence, they’d surely condemn Houston and her. So, Litzy was determined to keep Ellie away.


    Leaving the hospital, Ellie was haunted by the sight of Cecelia’s smiling face and Litzy’s words: “See? Blood rtions matter.”


    “Cecelia was just asking about Demi, her real granddaughter. You should leave now.”


    Ellie had consistently shown Cecelia the respect and care befitting a granddaughter. Yet, she wasn’t truly part of the Gordon lineage.


    When Ellie exited the building, she encountered Kaiden, leading to an awkward pause. Her return, once filled with hope, had turned into a swift, disheartening exit.


    Kaiden, putting out his cigar, asked with a slight parting of his lips, “Ready to go?”


    Ellie, after a brief moment of hesitation, nodded and opened the car door.


    In the car, a heavy silence enveloped them.


    Bruce, as always, kept his words to a minimum, trying to be as unobtrusive as possible. Kaiden, typically reserved, rarely spoke. Ellie watched the city lights blur past the window, feeling a chill.


    After some time, she broke the silence. “I went up, saw the Gordons, and decided toe back down.” She felt obliged to exin, especially since she was in Kaiden’s car.


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    Kaiden, however, didn’t respond, as if he hadn’t heard her.


    Bruce then understood. He recalled Kaiden’s earlier instruction to inform Cecelia’s family.


    It was a trap for Ellie.


    He felt a pang of sympathy for her.


    Perhaps the night had softened Ellie’s guard, her words flowing more freely. “Does blood really matter so much, Kaiden? Why am I not seen as part of Grandma’s family?”


    There was a subtle note ofint in her voice.


    Kaiden turned to her, gently holding her chin to ensure their eyes met. He lightly tapped her cheek. “Mrs. Thorpe, thedy in that room is not your grandmother. Until you find your own kin, I’m the closest thing to family you have.”


    Returning to Moon Manor felt strange to Ellie after a week’s absence.


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