up to the Tudor-style mansion in Gree
haron, were already waiting at the door, the
hing out to shake his hand. Caden merely ga
t's so cold out here, come in, please. Adela, you child, you didn't even te
but the atmosphere was suffocating.
fawning questions about Moran Global's business ventures. Ade
t obvious. He was here to fulf
ning to Adela. "Adela, seeing you and Caden so happy to
ed on her fork. She
l so sorry for our dear Cristal. If it weren't for that f
e Cristal an apology for what happened. If you hadn't been so jealous, playin
hardened into something darker. He set down hi
teen years. For fifteen years, the
ut then she saw Caden's eyes-the absolute certainty
ack. "I'm full. I'm go
s voice following her. "You see?
edroom that was once hers. She shut the door, her back
and painful, w
en-year-old Adela found her eight-year-old stepsister, Cri
olen from the workshop, proudly showing Cad
yed at being caught, Cristal had delibera
ing speed. Cristal screamed and ran, aba
small as she was, who had grabbed his arm, pulling the
den out of the way. The beam crashed down, striking her arm,
back inside, only to be immediately knocked unconscious by the thick smoke. Adela, her arm screaming in agony, managed to drag Cade
old everyone that Adela had started the fire, and that the
e proof of her guilt. And Caden, from that day fo
ears finally came, hot and silent. She was the one who saved him. And he hat
n to turn. Adela's head snapped
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