NovelEnglishEver since she was born, she had been the black sheep of the Macclain family. Now, with all she had achieved, there was no turning back. The pieces of the Macclain family that went missing with her departure could never be restored. For over a decade, her life outside was a constant struggle for survival, while Carmella’s days within the warmth of the Macclain family were spent savoring the sweetness of life. Carmella and Simone were better for each other, but she was like an outsider. She just didn’t fit in. So, from the moment they reunited, the ending was written in the stars. “You can be greedy!” Jonathan stared into her mesmerizing eyes. “Whatever you want, I'll give it to you!” “Don’t tease me. You wouldn't even givea scoop of ice cream,” Estelle chuckled. “Then ask for something else!” His eyes were pools of temptation, his voice a siren’s call. Estelle’s eyes flickered, “Mother's love, perhaps?” Jonathan's handsface flushed, his gaze deepening as he pulled her closer and kissed her, his voice husky, “Do you feel it now?” Estelle looked down, her lips barely apart, whispering, “Mmm- hmm.” His kiss deepened, his breath ragged with desire. Estelle had to push him away. “Don’t make it tough on yourself.” “Is it tough onor you?” Jonathan's voice was velvety, promising shivers, as he leaned into her neck. Estelle swallowed hard, “I need to sleep.” But Jonathan captured her lips again, pinning her arms, “Don’t move, lethelp you.” Wrapped in a bath towel, Estelle lay on the bed, the sound of the shower in the background. She smiled lazily, gazing out the window. Outside, the wind howled, a blizzard seemed on the verge of engulfing the city. The weather in ] City was unpredictable. Sometimes a year would pass without snow; other times, it would dress the town in a shimmering white for days, as if it were a fortress of ice. Inside, the clash of cold and warm air fogged up the glass. Droplets slid down, their quiet descent lulling one into drowsiness. Estelle closed her eyes, awaiting Jonathan, already drifting into dreams. Whom would she meet in her dreams tonight? Compared to the tranquil warmth of the Lamont family, the Macclain household was in disarray. With planes grounded and cars trapped in J City, Terrence knew they were at the mercy of the Lamonts. The vengeance of Jonathan was swifter and more ruthless than he had anticipated. Simone was frantically trying to liquidate investments, while Bennett dashed off to his company to have assets cleared overnight. Carmella stood atop the staircase, watching Simone desperately on the phone, interrogating her financial advisor about why the money couldn't be accessed. It was 3 a.m., and the Macclain family was in utter chaos. Before Estelle’s return, they had been joyously planning their new life in B City, with Simone promising Carmella she could continue her stuthere.
Sabina’s family would never make it to B City, and Sabina chose to stay in J City for Jonathan. Carmella, the sole granddaughter, would be showered with adoration. She had grand dreams of becoming a socialite in B City’s elite circles, while she imagined Estelle living like a drowned rat in sfilthy foreign corner. The thought of their worlds being worlds apart made her wake up laughing in the middle of the night. They all believed it was a done deal, irreversible. But change could happen in an instant.
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