The Fletchers arrived at the cemetery.
Old Mrs. Fletcher's headstone had already been swept clean. In the center of the polished stone, the photograph captured the elderly woman's warm, radiant smile.
Seeing it, it felt as though she were standing right there, watching over her descendants with nothing but love.
It had been a long time since Rebekah had visited the cemetery, and a long time since she had seen her grandmother.
Over the past few years, because Benjamin was always too busy and impatient to stay, her visits had been rushed, hurried affairs that ended as quickly as they began.
After getting married, Rebekah had been desperate for a real family to call her own. She chased that dream blindly, only to find that she was clutching at sand. In the end, it was just her all over again.
Rebekah placed her grandmother's favorite sunflowers at the base of the headstone, offering a silent, final farewell in her heart.
'Grandma, this might be the last time I ever come to see you. I'm leaving. I finally found my real family.'
'You used to tell me that if the day ever came where I couldn't survive in the Fletcher household, I needed to be brave enough to walk away. That time is now.'
Rebekah bowed her head deeply before the grave.
Even though her parents held nothing but contempt for her, they weren't entirely classless enough to cause a massive scene in front of Old Mrs. Fletcher's resting place.
Sampson watched Rebekah's stony silence, his gaze darkening with unreadable thoughts.
As they walked out of the cemetery, Rebekah pulled a formal document from her bag and handed it to her father.
It was a legal emancipation agreement, finalizing the severance of her ties with the Fletchers and officially removing her name from their household registry.
The sudden move caught him completely off guard. After staring at the paperwork for a moment, he looked up at her with a scoff.
"What is the meaning of this?"
"Sign the papers, and I will have absolutely nothing to do with the Fletcher family ever again. That's what you all want, isn't it?"
Rebekah's voice was devoid of emotion, and the way she looked at them was like she was addressing total strangers.
Her parents exchanged a quick look, unable to hide the gleam of pleasant surprise in their eyes.
The truth was, they had wanted to cut ties with her for years.
They had raised the wrong child, pouring resources into her. The only reason her father had kept her tethered to the Fletchers was because she had managed to marry Benjamin Forrester, which opened doors for lucrative corporate partnerships.
If it weren't for that, he would have kicked her to the curb a long time ago.



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