His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

I sat up, putting the book aside as he approached.[]This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

"Good evening, Doris. Carlos." He nodded at Carlos, who had joined us in the living room.]

I took a deep breath, bracing myself. "What's the news?"]

He cleared his throat. "Well, I have some good news and some bad news.

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"Start with the good," I said quickly, needing something positive to latch onto.[]

"The good news is that Sienna has been indicted. This time, no one's paying her bail. She'll be going to jail soon."]]

I felt a wave of relief wash over me. Finally. Sienna was going to pay for everything she'd done. "That's... that's great," I murmured, still trying to process the fact that it was really happening.

The thought of her behind bars brought a smile to my face, and I couldn't help but think about how justice was finally catching up with her.]

The lawyer nodded, but his expression remained serious. "Now for the bad news."

I tensed. "What is it?"]

"It's about Stefan," he began, glancing around as if to ensure no one else could hear. "His business has collapsed. He owes a lot of money, and there are... dangerous people looking for him. His debts have caught up with him, and it's not looking good." My heart sank at the mention of Stefan. While I'd never been fond of him, hearing that he was in such dire straits made me uneasy. "What do you mean by dangerous people?" I asked, my voice shaky.

The lawyer hesitated, then continued. "People don't take kindly to losing money, especially when there's a lot at stake. It could get very messy. Stefan is being hunted by his enemies."]

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Wait, Stefan is being hunted? Seriously?". It was hard to wrap my mind around how quickly everything had fallen apart for him.]

I sat in disbelief as the news sank in: Stefan was being hunted. My father, the man I had once admired, was now in such a sorry state. "How did it come to this?" I muttered under my breath, shaking my head.]

For a fleeting moment, guilt hit me hard. I had played a role in ruining Stefan's pack and business. "Maybe I was too harsh," I thought. "Too determined to make him pay for the pain he caused me and Mom."[]

But then, the memories crashed over me like a tidal wave. He had abandoned us without a second thought. "He left us to fend for ourselves," I whispered, my heart heavy.

And after all these years, he had bailed out Sienna- that vicious woman who put Cyrus in danger. "He chose her over me, over his own grandson," I told myself, feeling the fire of betrayal burn anew. "I will never forget that."[]

The more I thought about it, the more hurt I felt. I couldn't believe he chose Sienna, the woman who had hurt our family. "How could he be so blind?" I whispered, feeling angry and sad. []

Wie Kunas Wie Pleas Hut Our Son's in Prace

It was like he forgot about the love we once had and picked someone who didn't care about us. Just thinking about it made my stomach twist. I felt so empty and betrayed.]

Still, I couldn't shake the fact that he was my father. The thought of him dying like this was unbearable. "Should I offer him help?" The question looped in my mind. Yes, he was in this mess because of his own choices, but could I really watch him suffer? The idea of sending him financial aid crossed my mind, but hesitation gripped me.]

Carlos, always perceptive, noticed the turmoil on my face. He walked over and sat beside me, his voice calm but firm. "I know you have a kind heart, Doris," he began, "but there's something you need to understand. Your father's situation isn't just about his failed business."

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I frowned, confusion swirling inside me. "What do you mean?" Is there something else that I don't know? My heart raced, and I thought to myself, What if there's even more danger waiting for us?

"He's addicted to gambling," Carlos explained, his expression serious. "That's why he's being hunted. It's not just because of the bankruptcy; he owes money to the Dark Spectre Pack."

I got scared. "The Dark Spectre Pack? They're the biggest mafia in the werewolf world!" I exclaimed, the weight of their reputation sinking in. "No one wants to mess with them."

Carlos nodded, his gaze steady. "Exactly. They're ruthless and merciless. Your father is in way over his head."]

I shook my head, trying to grasp the reality of it. "What happens if they find him? He could be in serious trouble."

Carlos sighed. "If they catch him, they won't hesitate to make an example out of him. It's how they operate." Carlos looked at me with concern. "You need to be careful, Doris. This isn't just about him anymore."] I felt my stomach twist. "I can't believe he got himself into this. He always acted like he was invincible."

I turned to Carlos, my voice barely a whisper. "Do you think I should help him?"