The Daughter in the Shadows (by Una Norris) novel Chapter 712

Chapter 712 A Funeral for One

Oscar’s face twisted with guilt. “Wyatt-”

Before he could finish, Wyatt cut him off. “It’s people like you who made Yunice lose faith in everyone, who left her unwilling to accept anyone again!”

Wyatt’s gaze was dark and cold. In the next second, his fist smashed across Oscar’s face.

Oscar dropped to the ground, head bowed, offering no resistance. “I’m sorry… I really am. Five years ago, when I met you abroad, I truly didn’t know you were from the Powell family… I didn’t know you had feelings for Yunice. If I’d known, I swear I would’ve-”

He faltered, hesitated, then forced the words out. “I would’ve told the truth…”

His voice dropped to a whisper. “Maybe then Yunice wouldn’t have suffered so much. Maybe she wouldn’t be so cold now… But time can’t be turned back. I can’t make it right. I’m sorry. I’m sorry to both of you…”

Wyatt laughed bitterly, his eyes bloodshot with hatred.

What good were apologies? Could they bring Yunice back?

He couldn’t even risk looking for her now. Yunice had no ties to bind her, and her self–destructive streak ran deep.

Before, she had clung to life only to see her revenge through. Now that she had achieved it, she was all the more reckless with her life.

“Your apology means nothing,” Wyatt spat. “Yunice has cast all of you aside. The Saunders estate–you’re not allowed back there. That’s her private home! Saunders Hospital–you’re barred as well. That belongs to her too!”

Oscar stayed silent on the ground. He had no right to contest it.

Just then, another car screeched to a halt.

Jordan hurried out, shot Oscar a dismissive glance, then leaned close to Wyatt, whispering something.

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Wyatt turned away at once, leaving Oscar behind, and climbed into the car with Jordan.

As Jordan steered sharply, he explained, “We tracked Paul down and tried to corner him. But he’s taken someone hostage. We can’t act rashly.”

Wyatt’s expression hardened. “I don’t care who he has. I want his life.”

To him, no one else’s life mattered.

Jordan hesitated, then said, “The hostage… is Ms. Yunice.”

The cigarette slipped from Wyatt’s fingers and burned a hole straight into his expensive trousers.

His eyes shook violently. “Impossible. Yunice’s abroad. How could Paul have her?”

“We don’t know how it happened,” Jordan admitted. “But he’s holed up in the mountains, taken a ridge for himself. When he called out to us, he shoved Ms. Yunice in front to block our snipers. We can’t get close.”

Wyatt’s jaw locked, his pulse racing.

He had signed contracts worth hundreds of billions without ever feeling his chest twist like this.

Half a month without seeing her felt like

years.

He ached to see Yunice, yet dreaded it at the same time–if it really was her, then she was in unimaginable danger.

Jordan pressed the accelerator, heading straight for Paul’s mountain stronghold.

Near Northpoint Hospital lay a cemetery of the elite.

Yunice’s father’s grave had been relocated there.

But Yunice didn’t go. Wyatt would surely have men posted, waiting for her.

Instead, guided by a caretaker, she walked to a newly purchased plot.

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“Miss, this is the site you bought for Ms. Melina. You came alone?”

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Dressed in black with a wide–brimmed hat shading her face, Yunice carried an urn in her hands.

“Yes. I’ll handle the funeral myself.”

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