"They ruined your brother’s plans. They won’t be allowed to live. Let’s go." A hand suddenly landed on Maggie Monroe’s shoulder, the woman’s eyes filled with the same vicious glint.

Maggie Monroe looked away and coldly brushed the woman’s hand off her shoulder.

’Even though she needed their help, it didn’t mean she could forgive what happened in the past.’

The woman watched Maggie Monroe stubbornly walk away, a helpless smile tugging at her lips.

As they were about to take the elevator downstairs, the doors opened to reveal the person inside. The woman quickly grabbed Maggie Monroe, shielding her face from view.

Maggie Monroe frowned in annoyance but didn’t say anything to stop her.

Una Sullivan’s mind was completely occupied with her darling grandchild and daughter. She failed to notice the bizarre behavior across from her as she picked up her things from the floor and exited the elevator.

Seeing Una Sullivan leave, the woman breathed a sigh of relief. She raised a hand to smooth her hair, resuming her usual air of a high-society matron.

"You know that woman?" Maggie Monroe asked coldly, her brow furrowed.

The woman feigned composure. "I don’t know her."

"Hah..." Maggie Monroe sneered but said nothing more.

’As if. How could she not know her and still panic like that? But I have no interest in her business right now. Even if she goes off and wrecks another family, it has nothing to do with me.’

*****

At the Avery residence, the atmosphere was exceptionally grim.

This time, no one rushed forward to attack Cassian Jennings like they had at the hospital.

Aiden Avery sat on the sofa, his brow furrowed as he stared at Cassian Jennings. He couldn’t understand why Cassian would suddenly show up now, proposing to marry Amelia.

Lachlan Avery’s voice was grave as he spoke sharply, "Cassian Jennings, leave. The Avery family does not welcome you."

"Mr. Avery, everything is my fault, all of it. But I have to marry Amelia."

"What’s the use of saying that now? Back then, no matter how our Aiden pressured you, you refused to take responsibility for our Amelia. So what good does it do to say these things now?"

Cassian Jennings said in anguish, "I’m sorry. I was a bastard. I wasn’t human. I’m the one who hurt Amelia. I know nothing I do now can ever make up for it, but please... can you give me a chance to give her my name?"

"Cassian Jennings, get the hell out!" Selene Osborne clearly lacked her husband’s composure. She shot to her feet, pointing an angry finger at Cassian as she roared.

When Cassian didn’t leave, she turned her fury on Aiden. "Aiden, what are you standing there stunned for? Have you forgotten how your sister died? *Who* she died because of?"

With a grim expression, Aiden Avery shot to his feet. He strode over to Cassian Jennings, grabbed him by the collar, and forcibly dragged him out of the Avery home.

Once outside the Avery residence, Aiden shoved him away and said coldly, "Get lost!"

"Aiden, I’m serious about marrying Amelia."

Aiden Avery roared, "Cassian Jennings, you wouldn’t marry her when she was alive, and now that she’s dead you show up here playing the good guy? Get lost. Don’t ever let me see you again, or I honestly can’t say I won’t kill you." With that, he went inside the main gate, ordering the bodyguards to watch it closely and forbidding anyone from the Jennings Family from ever setting foot on the property again.

「That night, 8:30 PM.」

Tristan Grayson saw that his wife and child were both asleep. A smile touched his lips as he leaned down to kiss each of their faces before leaving the hospital room.

Outside the room, Sheldon Rhodes saw Tristan Grayson emerge and reported crisply, "Sir, a call just came in. Ian Shaw has found Mr. Summers. He should be here by tomorrow morning."