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Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler

Chapter 865
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Chapter 865

For that reason, Cedrick's father died early.

Cedrick had to ask Yael to speed up his research on the inhibiting drug to completely eradicate the genetic disease.

It was the first time Ezekiel came to the Atherton Manor.

The manor was huge, luxurious, and antique, and every room had a unique charm and vibe that stunned him.

The Atherton family was relatively traditional, so when Ezekiel set foot on the path in the courtyard, Eugene brought him

a loaf of bread and threw some salt over his shoulders to get rid of his bad luck.

Catelyn knew that Eugene did not like her, so she politely declined these actions.

Eugene replied with a serious face, "Imprisoned people must go through the ritual to remove their bad luck before

entering the door of Atherton Manor."

Catelyn sneered and immediately refuted sarcastically, "What about you, Uncle Eugene? I remember that you were taken

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to the police station due to sexual harassment some time ago. When you returned, have you gone through the ritual as

well?"

Eugene choked upon hearing this and glared at her fiercely.

"Cat, your uncle is right. I've been imprisoned for so long, and I might've brought back a lot of bad luck with me. A

ritual for that is just right." Ezekiel patted Catelyn's hand with a gentle smile.

Then, without the slightest impatience, he took the bread and let the maids throw salt over his shoulder and his

face before stepping into the hall.

Sylvie had been waiting for him for a long time.

No one knew Summer's whereabouts and the truth behind the incident that happened that year besides Ezekiel.

Sylvie sat on a couch quietly. Although she did not say a word, her aura was extremely cruel and cold, which was

completely different from when she faced Catelyn.

It seemed that Sylvie would only be a benign old lady in front of Catelyn and Edwin. To others, including her two

sons, she had always been a strict, aloof old lady.

Ezekiel felt that the air was full of oppression at that instant. He walked up to Sylvie and respectfully greeted, "Old

Lady Atherton."

"I've waited for more than twenty years to meet you in person.” Sylvie glared at Ezekiel.

He had a hunched back, a worn-out face, and a disheveled appearance overall. Even though years passed, she

could not understand why her daughter had fallen in love with a man like him.

However, one could vaguely see the handsomeness of his youth on his face.

"It's all my fault. I didn't know Sunny was your daughter at the time, and I never came to visit," Ezekiel explained

embarrassedly.

Sylvie took a deep breath, no longer caring about having a meal, and asked anxiously, "Summer... Is she truly

gone?"

"Yes," said Ezekiel after a moment of silence.

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Sylvie's eyes rolled to the back of her head due to the shock, and she almost fell from the couch. Fortunately, Edwin's

reaction was quick, and he caught Sylvie in time.

Her chest heaved violently, and it took a long time for her to recover from her grief. She tried her best to keep the tears

from rolling down, suffocating with distress, and rebuked, "What happened to you and Summer back then?! Why didn't

you return here?!"

Catelyn quickly strode up to her grandmother's side and comforted her as she patted her back lightly.

Feeling the pressure from Sylvie, Ezekiel subconsciously glanced at Catelyn.

"Dad, please tell US. I want to know the story between you and Mom, too."

'That must be very poignant, isn't that?'

Ezekiel thus recalled his memories.

"I met Sunny in a bar. She was very frustrated and often got drunk. I was just your regular shop owner. Occasionally, I

went to the bar, and I happened to meet Sunny every time..."

Eugene snorted lightly and interrupted, "Who are you lying to? Summer is a good girl; she never goes clubbing. Did you

imprison her? How are you going to explain the fact that she didn't keep in touch with US then?"