w as she took the docum
ess. The pages detailed the Spencer family's a
cer family was considered upper-class in Yrocber
page detailing her arranged marri
f Charles Bradley, the Br
es in Zenith Biosc
cker back in the day. Without his funding, Zenith Biosciences wouldn't exist. Later, when Ch
out Zenith Biosciences entirely, ensuring the drugs they de
ith's elusive behind-the-scenes shareholder sev
lips. It seemed going through with this arrang
curious to see exactly
e car ready," s
ate?" Nicole couldn't help but ask, catc
"No. I'm going
state was tucked away halfway up a mountain. It was s
the gates, the security guard a
te estate. Who are you
rrying an unmistakable edge of arrogance. "I'm here f
n her striking features and the relaxed,
oed the butler to r
ler, Neal Anderson, hu
scrutinizing even as his tone remained perfectly respectful. "Ms. Spencer, why didn't
ed to the Spencer estate, and I only just found out I was getting e
recovered. "Ms. Spencer, I am truly sorry, but Mr. Bradley is curr
state, isn't he?" Kendra cut him
nored his stunned expression and walke
ed, but he had no choice
four bodyguards, all well over six-foot-three. The moment they sp
r demeanor perfectly casual as she
vy, authoritative
ll was a white-haired old man dressed in dark, casual clothes. Despit
es, the patriarch of
ss. The butler bowed respectfully. "Si
the hall was heavy
, natural greeting. "Hello, Mr.
tiful, and her eyes were clear and sharp. Even though she had supposedly just been brou
xpression didn't waver. "You've finally reunited with your family, yet
a's gaze swept the surroundings, quickly locking onto the master bedroom on the second floor. Th
e. "Even if he's in a vegetative state, I wi
let out a soft snort and
an blaring loudly. In an instant, the
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