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