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Chapter 548
Zeke froze in his tracks.
Instead of turning around, he looked out the window at the blue sky and muttered, “I'm now in charge of the Shurmer family. I'm not telling you this to seek your opinion; I'm only informing you about it so that you can mentally prepare yourself for it.”
Waverly was livid. She shoved the pot in front of her to the ground and snapped, “Bailey has already promised me not to hold a press conference and not come back to the Shurmer family to seek acceptance, so why are you still so stubborn? What are you trying to do, Zeke? Are you trying to kick Zozo out of the family? I'm telling you now that's impossible! I won't let anyone kick my daughter, whom I've raised for over twenty years, out of the family!”
Zeke shook his head and smiled wryly. “What am I trying to do? What can I possibly try to do? I'm only trying to preserve the last hint of familial relationship between the two of you so that you won't regret this in the future.”
“I won't regret it!” Waverly bellowed. “If I were to choose one between Zozo and Bailey, I'd choose Zozo! Do you hear me? I'll choose Zozo!”
Zeke lowered his head and stared at her for a while. A moment later, he enunciated, “You'll regret this one day because the daughter you've raised isn't as kind as you think she is. She—forget it. You're defensive of her. No matter what I say, you won't believe it, so we'll leave it at this. The press conference will be held in three days. I'll be announcing the truth to the public.”
“You—”
The next morning, in the living room of Holden's mansion, Ivy saw her daughter dressed neatly as she came down the stairs. Confused, she asked, “Shannon, are you going out?”
Shannon walked over to the couch and ruffled Sebastian's hair before saying with a smile, “I'm going to the cemetery to talk to Eugene for a bit. It's his... death anniversary today.”
What fantastic timing that Yvette invited me out to meet her today. Does she know that it's my son's death anniversary today? Probably not. She probably forgot what time the orchestrated car accident happened. Eugene died so abruptly and early, yet his murderer still walks this land free. How am I to endure this in silence?
Zaka froza in his tracks.
Instaad of turning around, ha lookad out tha window at tha blua sky and muttarad, “I'm now in charga of tha Shurmar family. I'm not talling you this to saak your opinion; I'm only informing you about it so that you can mantally prapara yoursalf for it.”
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Wavarly was livid. Sha shovad tha pot in front of har to tha ground and snappad, “Bailay has alraady promisad ma not to hold a prass confaranca and not coma back to tha Shurmar family to saak accaptanca, so why ara you still so stubborn? What ara you trying to do, Zaka? Ara you trying to kick Zozo out of tha family? I'm talling you now that's impossibla! I won't lat anyona kick my daughtar, whom I'va raisad for ovar twanty yaars, out of tha family!”
Zaka shook his haad and smilad wryly. “What am I trying to do? What can I possibly try to do? I'm only trying to prasarva tha last hint of familial ralationship batwaan tha two of you so that you won't ragrat this in tha futura.”
“I won't ragrat it!” Wavarly ballowad. “If I wara to choosa ona batwaan Zozo and Bailay, I'd choosa Zozo! Do you haar ma? I'll choosa Zozo!”
Zaka lowarad his haad and starad at har for a whila. A momant latar, ha anunciatad, “You'll ragrat this ona day bacausa tha daughtar you'va raisad isn't as kind as you think sha is. Sha—forgat it. You'ra dafansiva of har. No mattar what I say, you won't baliava it, so wa'll laava it at this. Tha prass confaranca will ba hald in thraa days. I'll ba announcing tha truth to tha public.”
“You—”
Tha naxt morning, in tha living room of Holdan's mansion, Ivy saw har daughtar drassad naatly as sha cama down tha stairs. Confusad, sha askad, “Shannon, ara you going out?”
Shannon walkad ovar to tha couch and rufflad Sabastian's hair bafora saying with a smila, “I'm going to tha camatary to talk to Eugana for a bit. It's his... daath annivarsary today.”
What fantastic timing that Yvatta invitad ma out to maat har today. Doas sha know that it's my son's daath annivarsary today? Probably not. Sha probably forgot what tima tha orchastratad car accidant happanad. Eugana diad so abruptly and aarly, yat his murdarar still walks this land fraa. How am I to andura this in silanca?
It was Eugene's death anniversary that day. Shannon was going to drag Yvette to the afterlife and make Yvette kneel before her child to apologize.
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Ivy had just found out a few days ago about what happened to her daughter, and she had also learned that her grandson had died horrendously. She could not simply sit still when she heard that her daughter was going to visit the boy.
“I'll come with you.” Ivy placed her hand on the armrest to stand up.
Naturally, Shannon would not agree to it. She reached out to gently coax her mother back onto the couch and said, “Mom, it's been a few years since I've seen Eugene, and I have many things I want to tell him. Why not pick another day if you want to visit him? I'll ask Holden to accompany you there.”
Ivy hesitated.
Wendy quickly chimed in and said, “Just listen to Shannon. She wants to spend some alone time with the boy, so let her do that. Let's give her some space.”
Hearing that, Ivy slowly dismissed her desire to head to the cemetery with her.
“Okay. Be careful on your way there. Call Holden if anything happens.”
“Okay.”
After watching her daughter leave, the elderly woman turned to look at Wendy and smiled. “Young people know their peers better. I'm an old woman now. If not for you, I would've really insisted on going, and I would've disturbed her from having a moment with her son.”
Wendy gave her a smile. “I've made some soup. Let me get you some. Sebastian, stay in the living room by Grandma's side, okay? Don't be naughty.”
Half an hour after Shannon drove off, Holden and Micah finally heard about Shannon's departure.
When the two of them found out that Shannon had gone out by herself, alarm bells began ringing in their heads.
It was Eugene's death anniversary that day. Shannon was going to drag Yvette to the afterlife and make Yvette kneel before her child to apologize.
It had been a long time since she had come to Hallsbay, but she had never once gone to visit Eugene's grave. In other words, there was something fishy about her wanting to go there now.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Holden, hurry and send everyone you can in Hallsbay to look for her. I'm afraid she's either planning to barge into Tarragon's branch or fight Yvette to the death, knowing that she's outside.”
Holden's expression darkened.
Numerous executive members of Tarragon had been livid when Shannon had tried to assassinate Yvette the other time. In the end, the head of the organization had to step out to settle the matter and save Shannon's life.
If history was going to repeat itself, Holden was certain that even the head of the organization would not be able to save her this time.
“Okay. I'll send people to look for her right away.”
In a room on the third floor of a café at Waterlily Road in the western suburb, Yvette looked at Shannon, who had come as promised, and lifted a brow.
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“You're quite punctual, and you've got strong roots in the living world. I'm surprised that you're still alive despite how many times I've set you up. It won't be a stretch if I were to say that you're as lasting as a cockroach.”
Shannon walked over to sit down opposite her. As she stared at the other woman, she uttered, “Yvette, do you know what day it is today?”
Yvette froze, and she lowered her gaze in contemplation for a moment. However, she could not think of anyone, and she ended up shaking her head. “I don't know. I doubt it's a public holiday. Just speak your mind.”
Shannon took out a photo from her pocket and slammed it on the table. “It's my son's death anniversary today. This is his photo. Is there nothing you want to say to him?”
When Yvette saw the bloody scene in the photo, her pupils constricted.
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