Chapter 2106:

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A muted gunshot echoed softly through the room as the bullet pierced his skull. A peaceful smile gradually spread across his face, filled with relief and release.

In his final moments, Waylon thought of the loved ones waiting for him—Terrence, his father, his mother, his wife, and his son. He was finally going to reunite with them.

He had personally avenged them with his own hands. Now, he would bring Casper before them and use his death to atone for everything.

At last, their family would never be separated again.

The butler watched helplessly as Waylon drew his final breath.

“Sir!”

His anguished cries rang through the room as sobs overtook him so violently he could barely breathe.

𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗴𝗮𝗹𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹𝘀.𝗰𝗼𝗺

“May you finally rest in peace!”

In Apresh, for more than a month, Brendon went to the Dawson Mansion every single day, waiting endlessly for a chance to see Christina.

But she never appeared before him. The moment he learned she was holding her wedding in Lorbridge, he rushed there without hesitation.

He barged into the ceremony in a desperate attempt to win her back.

“Christina, I love you. Please come back with me. Let’s start over, okay?”

Dropping heavily to his knees in front of her, he wept uncontrollably, trying desperately to stir even a trace of pity from her heart.

“Brendon, has no one ever told you that your love is completely worthless? It’s cheaper than trash. Who would ever want something so disgusting?” Christina looked down at him, her face utterly emotionless, her eyes colder than frost.

Those confessions of love came far too late now; they no longer held any meaning for her. From the day Christina walked away from the Dawson family, she had already decided she would never turn back.

“Christina, I know I was wrong. I truly know now.” Tears streamed down Brendon’s face as he reached frantically toward her, his movements filled with panic and desperation.

It felt as though a massive piece of his heart had been violently ripped away. He had already lost everything else, and now he was about to lose her forever too.

Brendon cried out and lunged toward Christina, only for Dylan to kick him ruthlessly back onto the floor.

“Security. Throw him out.” Dylan looked down at Brendon with icy menace and warned, “If you dare appear in front of her again, I’ll personally dump your body into the ocean and let the fish feed on you.”

The murderous intent in Dylan’s eyes terrified Brendon so badly his body went rigid. Before he could react, security had already dragged him to his feet.

“Let me go!” Brendon struggled wildly, but no matter how hard he fought, he couldn’t break free. In desperation, he turned his pleading eyes toward Christina. “Christina! Tell them to release me! Just let me explain. I know I was wrong, I swear it! I must’ve been blind to believe Yolanda. I never should’ve treated you that way. I was the bastard here. Please, just give me one more chance, okay?”

Christina’s expression remained glacially cold. “Throw him out,” she ordered the guards.

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