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"That's enough!"
Gina sprang to her feet and yelled at Helen, "Can't you just stop already?! Cindy is your cousin! Are
you really so bent on pushing her over the brink?!"
"Me, pushing her?!" Helen laughed miserably. "I'm your daughter, Mom! Forget running to me after you
split up with Dad—you even had to burden me with a dead weight like Cindy! And you know all too well
how many terrible things she's done—do you think I'm that stupid?"
Then, glaring at Gina, she continued, "Also, I welcomed you with open arms since you and Dad went
your separate ways, but I never had a day of peace ever since you came! You complain because you
can't live like a trophy wife in Northstream, and blame Grandfather for being strict with you—you even
tricked me into divorcing Frank! You made me an enemy of Frank and drove Grandfather to his death!"
"You and Cindy are certainly satisfied, but what about me?! Have you ever treated me like a daughter?!
You're just treating me like leverage against Dad!"
Gina was left stumped at Helen's tearful rant, but she also knew she had no excuses.
"I-It's all because..." she stammered. "I-I'm doing this for your own good! You'll eventually get it..."
"Hah!" Helen snorted, utterly disappointed in her mother.
Nonetheless, as Helen revealed all the dirty deeds of the Lanes, the Graves, and the Lionhearts, none
of them were smiling at that point—especially Wyll Graves.novelbin
His lips were shaking with rage, as his family never suffered such ignominy!
"Sort out this mess, Chaz," he barked. "Or you're disowned!"
Chaz's rage flared even more at Wyll's outburst, and he bellowed maniacally, "What are you fuckers
spacing out for?! Go and kill them already!"
The last bodyguards the Graves family charged at Frank, barefisted since they could not carry
weapons to the wedding ceremony.
The Lionhearts' bodyguards soon followed suit, and there were over a dozen men encircling Frank and
Helen in an instant.
Crash!
Suddenly, the glass dome overhead shattered as a figure leapt down deftly, crashing resoundingly
between Frank and the bodyguards.
It was Burt Yorkman, who had long since made a full recovery.
"Mr. Lawrence—I mean, brother! I came here as soon as I heard you were crashing a wedding!"
Laughing coolly, he whipped out a sword, glaring at the bodyguards around him as he bellowed, "Come
at me if it's death you seek!"
Burt's stunning entrance and the shattering glass dome sent all the guests fleeing outside, clutching
their heads.
"Stop! Get back here!" Chaz shrieked madly, his temple veins bulging.
No one listened, however.
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"I-Is that Burt Yorkman, Riverton's best law enforcement officer?!"
"It really is!"
"And it looks like he's on Frank's side... he's actually that well connected?!"
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Burt raised a brow. "What should we do, brother?"