Please Me Daddy (Gracie) novel Chapter 227

The Walker family

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Grace

Growing up, I always heard that there were three great families that stood at the very top of this country.

The Reed family.

The Jones family.

The Walker family.

They were the pillars of power, the names that could shake markets and silence entire industries with a single decision. No one dared to offend them openly, and no one wanted to stand in their way. If the Reeds or the Jones moved quietly behind the scenes, things changed overnight. If the Walkers moved, it was loud, messy, and impossible to ignore.

The Reeds and the Jones were similar in one way. They valued privacy. They did not parade themselves in front of the media, did not chase public attention, and rarely responded to rumors. Their power was subtle but absolute. They did not need to prove anything to anyone.

The Walkers were different.

To most people, they were not just powerful. They were a problem.

The head of the Walker family was infamous in certain circles. He harassed women openly, assaulted them, ruined lives without remorse, and yet somehow, the charges against him would disappear before they even reached court. He rarely had to appear in public hearings. Cases were dropped mysteriously. Evidence went missing. Witnesses changed their statements. Money and influence smoothed over everything.

His wife was no better. She was known for bribing officials and manipulating people in power to protect her husband and expand their influence. When she was angry, she did not hide it. People whispered about how she physically abused those beneath her, how some of her victims ended up hospitalized, a few even slipping into comas. Yet nothing ever stuck to her. Nothing ever became official.

Then there was their daughter.

On the surface, she was nothing like them. She was quiet, soft–spoken, and fragile. People described her as polite and kind. Many believed she was the only light in that monstrous household. They said she must have suffered under such parents. They

said she was different.

They were wrong.

The illusion shattered the day her closest friend was found dead in her bedroom.

There were headlines. The image that haunted everyone was not just the body, but her, sitting calmly beside it, her hands resting neatly on her lap, her expression blank, as if she were waiting for someone to comment on the weather.

At first, people thought it was an accident. Then they thought it was self–defense. But as investigators dug deeper, something far darker surfaced.

It was not her first time.

They discovered that she had killed animals since childhood, small creatures at first, then larger ones. Later, it escalated She invited friends over one by one, carefully choosing them, isolating them, and then murdering them inside her own home.

Her parents had always covered for her. Money silenced families. Power erased evidence. Influence bent the law. But that time, things were different.

That time, the Reed family and the Jones family intervened.

The Walkers had used their authority like a weapon for too long, hurting whoever they pleased without consequence. So the

The Walker family

Reeds and the Jones did something they rarely did publicly, they moved against them.

Especially the Reeds.

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They were the most powerful of the three, and when they decided to dismantle something, it did not survive. Contracts vanished. Partnerships collapsed. Political backing disappeared. Investigations reopened. The invisible shield protecting the Walkers was stripped away piece by piece until there was nothing left.

For the first time, the Walker family could not control the outcome.

After that, they faded from public view. No more lavish events, headlines, or scandals. It was as if they had retreated into the shadows. Then one day, news broke that the Walker couple had been found dead in their bedroom.

The official ruling was suicide. Poison was found in their systems. The case was closed quickly.

No one pushed for a deeper investigation.

Truthfully, many people were relieved. There were too many victims, enemies, and many who had quietly wished for their downfall. The world moved on without mourning them. As for their daughter, she was not found at the scene. Many assumed the parents had killed her before taking their own lives, or that she had died elsewhere. No one seemed particularly interested in searching for her. To most people, that chapter was closed. But now, standing here and listening to everything unfold, I realized something chilling.

They had all been wrong. The daughter had not disappeared. She had survived. And if what I was hearing was true, then the nightmare everyone thought had ended back then had only just begun.

All of that happened before I was even born, but when I first heard the story years ago, I did what I always did, I researched it obsessively until every article, rumor, and archived report blurred together in my mind.

Even back then, something about it felt strange to me.

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