Chapter 472 Who Wants Me Dead?


    The trust they once ced in K now felt like a sharp knife stabbing deep into their hearts..


    Betrayal born out of trust was the most unbearable wound the Jensons could ever suffer.


    Kayden swore he would never forgive her.


    Justin fell silent.


    It was the first time he had ever seen his brother lose control like this. <fn6919> For original chapters go to F?nd-Novel</fn6919>


    Kayden looked like a wild beast lurking in the dark, ready to tear its prey apart.


    As close as they were, Justin knew–if calm, steady Kayden had reached this point, then no matter what reason K might give, Kayden would never forgive her.


    But Justin’s heart still wavered. Even if K had hurt Tilda–the girl who had once saved him and meant so much to him.


    reason,


    Justin couldn’t shake the thought that K must have had some some hidden pain, that pushed her to do it.


    Russell’s voice was low and bitter.


    “Do you


    know why Tilda gave up on us? Why did she walk away? When she came back to this family, she was a stranger to us. I worried about K’s feelings more than I cared for hers. Ast her father, I never gave her the warmth she deserved. I gave it all to K instead.


    “I even let my anger get the best of me because I was worried about K’s feelings. I misunderstood Tilda and forced her to apologize.


    “Tilda had already proven her innocence, but I still wanted to brush it off and make the whole thing disappear. That’s why she chose to walk away in disappointment. She’ll never forgive this family.


    “Tilda has every right to feel hopeless about me, about this family. And I–I never saw it. Why didn’t I see it?”


    His fists clenched so tight that his nails dug into b


    palms.


    The pain in his hands was nothingpared to the guilt and heartbreak in his chest.


    No one could feel this regret more than Russell himself.


    It wasn’t just that one day. No–it went far beyond that.


    <b>step </b>of that downfall was on him<b>. </b>


    He had driven their rtionship to this point, where it felt like life or death between father and daughter.


    All because of a vile adopted daughter he should have seen through long ago. He had let K deceive him over and over again.


    “Dad, please don’t do this to yourself. It hurts all of us,” Justin said quickly, trying tofort


    him.


    “None of us saw K’s true colors. This isn’t just your fault.”


    “So what do we do now?” Justin asked after a pause. “We know who K really is. Should we tell Mom?”


    Russell shook his head. “No. Your mother is already torn apart because of Tilda. She can’t take this–not yet. Did you see how she just cried for K? If she finds out what K has done, it will break herpletely.”


    But Kayden wasn’t convinced.


    He spoke coldly. “I don’t care. Knowing who K really is, being around her makes me sick. I can’t hide it. Mom will notice sooner orter.”


    “And Dominic doesn’t know yet. Should we warn him?”


    Even Darell, who had always been calm, felt disgust in his voice. Just saying K’s name made him uneasy.


    Acting was his job, a performance.


    But K’s acting was real. She had used it to hurt the family, wound Tilda, and twist their love into her weapon.


    Russell said, “They’ll be back for the winter holiday. We can talk to them privately then.


    “They’re still tied up with thepany business in Endralsia. Don’t pull them away from work right now.


    “Darell, Justin, Kayden–since you three are home, remember: keep an eye on K. Don’t let her catch on to anything.


    “If K does anything suspicious, tell me at once. If she dares to pull any more stunts behind. our backs, I’ll make sure this troublemaker is gone from our family–even if it means ignoring your mother’s feelings!”


    Who <b>Wants </b>


    Russell’s eyes were cold and hard as steel.


    This time he was genuinely mad. He meant it.


    As Kayden suspected, betrayal by a trusted family member was unforgivable, especially when that betrayal cost them someone even more important.


    “All right!” they said.


    Pres


    Tilda had no idea how big the storm had been that took ce in the Jenson Vi.


    She’d spent the whole night working. Her software kept scanning the Assassinwork’s databases automatically.


    The databases were huge and locked behindyer afteryer of tight permissions.


    Even as the Dark Web’s top hacker, Tilda knew she couldn’t find who wanted her dead in a few hours.


    She concentrated. Her fingers flew over the keyboard and mouse so fast they left a blur.


    Finally, her screen lit on a key lead.


    She injected a virus and began to break into Skin’s level–six database.


    Soon she found the recording she was looking for.


    “Morse code altered by Skin itself. Task entry, buyer’s voice recording.


    “Based on the decoded pattern match, this record fits best, with about a <i>75</i>% probability.”


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