Invincible Heir novel Chapter 20

Yuri, long past the point of hiding her own tears, held Tracy close.

“That Baron is trash, and yet you swallowed up his lies just like that! He’ll give you the whole world? What horseshit!”

Sherry, on the other hand, showed no sign of softness. Her merciless tongue-lashing continued. “We’re being exiled from the clan, which means we’re even losing our home now. That man knows that he won’t be able to scrounge up anything else by staying in this household, so just like five years ago, he’s leaving you right when things get the most difficult. This time, he’s never coming back.”

The thorny words embedded themselves deep into Tracy’s chest, where they burrowed deeper, took root.

“If we really end up banished, we’ll be left with nothing. Tracy, please, listen to your Mom. Go and beg your Granddad for a chance, just one chance to keep us in the family. Promise him anything he wants. Go now, go!” Sherry urged even as she sobbed.

Thoroughly heartbroken, blank despair etched across her face, Tracy looked at Sherry and agreed, “All right. I’ll go. I’ll go and beg him to let you off, even if it costs me my life.”

With that, she ran headlong into the pouring rain.

“Sis!” Yuri yelled, chasing after her.

Before she could step out, Sherry pulled her back by the arm. “This mess was hers to begin with. We’ll only get off the hook if we send her to Henry.”

“Get the fuck off me!”

Yuri wrested free of Sherry’s grip. She had never once spoken to her mother like this before.

But by the time she sprinted out, Tracy had gone.

The Perry family garden.

In front of the gates of Henry’s domicile, a slender, feminine figure knelt in place. The rain had long since drenched her. The frigid wind howled. But everything her body was enduring wasn’t within a millionth of the pain wracking her heart.

“Granddad, I’m begging you. Give me a chance. So long as you keep us in the clan, I’ll do anything you say.”

As Tracy sobbed, the raindrops running down her face mingled with her tears.

She had knelt in the wind and rain for such a long time that her frail body was swaying on the spot. If it was not for her intense willpower, she would have collapsed long ago.

Despite living but one door away from her, there was no pity to be found in Henry's face. He refused even to acknowledge her presence.

Next to Henry’s mansion was Phillip’s house. Surrounded by direct clan members, they looked upon the scene with eyes devoid of sympathy.

“What a stubborn woman. She’s been kneeling here all this time begging for Mr. Perry’s forgiveness.”

“That’s not stubbornness, that’s desperation. Without the Perry Clan, she’s nothing.”

“Looks like Mr. Perry’s doing it for real this time – banishing her household from the clan.”

…...

At that moment, the door to Henry’s room opened, and out walked a butler clutching a document.

Tracy stared up at the butler’s figure as he began to read from the document - “This is the seventh formal command of the head of the Perry Clan. After discussion with all Perry company branches and departments, the result is unanimous - The Tracy household is banished, all its members are to be struck from the family tree, and the Perry mansion is to be returned to the clan! The head of the clan has spoken!”

Clash!

Several lightning bolts drew jagged gashes across the sky, slitting open its belly and bringing with it a fresh peal of rain.

Her last wisp of hope extinguished, Tracy’s body shuddered and finally sank to the ground, numb.

A flickering shadow once again appeared by her side.

“Formal command?