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“What exactly do you mean by claiming Hadley has no maiden family?” Nyla’s voice cut through the air, sharp as
a drawn blade.
Nyla adjusted her reading glasses with deliberate precision, releasing a contemptuous snort. “Are you
pronouncingdeceased? Or perhaps declaring your elder brother irrelevant?”
“Grandma!” Eric recoiled as if struck. “That wasn’t my intention at all...” Realization dawned across his features,
like the sun breaking through fog, illuminating the true purpose behind today’s summons.
“Grandma, are you suggesting...” His voice trailed off, almost afraid to voice the hope taking shape.
“Precisely.” Nyla’s smile carried the satisfaction of a chess master revealing a long-planned move, her nod
confirming his unfinished thought.
Though not bound by blood, the years Nyla had invested in raising Eric had given her intimate knowledge of his
sharp mind—a mind now rapidly connecting the dots she had carefully arranged.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Hadley entered the Flynn family at fifteen,” Nyla stated with firm authority. “She is my granddaughter and
Ernest's little sister by every measure that matters. The Flynn family stands as her maiden house and rightful
foundation.”
“Grandma!”
“Nyla...”
Eric’s and Hadley’s voices tangled in synchronicity, both expressions filled with astonishment and dawning joy,
filling the room’s solemn atmosphere.
Eric’s features radiated pure elation, though Hadley’s expression remained more complex. Overwhelmed wonder
temporarily eclipsed happiness, as though someone had unexpectedly offered her a treasure she never dared
hope to claim.
“Eric,” Nyla pronounced, her finger directing his attention with regal authority, “return to Ferris with this
message: select an auspicious date and present himself at the Flynn Mansion for a proper visit to meet Hadley’s
family. Nothing less will suffice.”
“Yes! Absolutely!” Eric clasped his hands together in barely contained excitement, gratitude radiating from him
like physical warmth. “I understand completely, Grandma. Thank you—thank you for everything!”
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“Hadley.” Nyla’'s weathered hand reached out, her fingers brushing Hadley’s cheek with unexpected tenderness.
A film of moisture glazed her normally steely eyes. “When you first married, | failed to provide the send-off you
deserved... This time, | intend to right that wrong.”
With a subtle movement of her chin, she directed Hadley’s attention to the lavish array of gifts arranged
meticulously on the antique sideboard.
“Every item before you belongs to you now. The Scott family flaunts their wealth, but the Flynn family holds
equal power. Your union creates a perfect balance. Stand tall, knowing Ernest and | stand firmly behind you—the
Scott family will have no choice but to accord you the respect you deserve.”
Hadley’s lips parted in silent astonishment, her mind struggling to process this unexpected shift in fortune.
Seeking confirmation, she turned toward Ernest, questioning with only her eyes.
Ernest answered with a gentle smile and the smallest of nods—a silent testament to the truth of Nyla’s
declaration. Something molten and golden unfurled within her chest, thawing places long frozen by uncertainty.
Ernest had hinted at a substantial wedding gift, yet nothing had prepared her for this display of overwhelming
generosity.
The cards and property deeds representing hundreds of millions already staggered the imagination, but the
share certificate—granting her partial ownership of the Flynn empire—transcended mere financial value. Her
position as the Flynn family’s daughter, it seemed, was no mere courtesy title but a birthright they intended to
honor in full measure.
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