Chapter 217 Curtain Drawn
Thora’s eyes shifted, and she smiled just a little.
She turned and saw Marlon approaching with a cane. His steps were slow but deliberate, each one grounded with quiet authority.
He had shown up after all.
Two days ago, Thora had visited him in the hospital again.
He showed no signs of waking, but his brain-wave monitor remained stable. It indicated his brain stem was active; Marlon wasn’t in immediate danger.
Thora leaned close and whispered, “I hope you wake up before I leave.”
Otherwise, Thora would have no choice but to find someone with healing or regeneration abilities, though she wasn’t even sure such people existed in this timeline
But when she was ready to leave, she caught a tiny ripple on the brain-wave monitor. Her eyes narrowed on the monitor.
She had a rough speculation, but with Marlon still lying motionless, she didn’t say a word and walked out.
With him standing tall in front of everyone, Thora knew her guess had been right. Marlon had already woken up. She just didn’t know how he did it.
Everyone else was dumbstruck by his presence.
“Dad?” Norman’s voice cracked with disbelief.
Laurel looked like her nightmare just turned into reality her face twisted with fear.
How did this happen? Wasn’t this old fart supposed to be a vegetable lying in the hospital?
Why was he standing here?
And he looked perfectly fine, nothing like someone who just got out of a hospital bed.
Marlon walked straight toward Thora.
“Mr. Green.” Those who had been quietly observing quickly greeted him with respect. ?
But Marlon didn’t even look at them. He went straight to Laurel, whose legs had already gone weak.
“You wanted evidence, didn’t you?” Marlon said coldly. am the evidence. I was dying because of you. And I never signed any document changing the inheritance.”
Then he raised his voice, firm and sharp, “Thora!”
Thora answered, “Grandpa.”
“Laurel tried to murder the original Luna, and then she tried to kill the Alpha and the general of the empire. She also forged the succession decree. Handle as the law allows.”
His statement confirmed everything Thora had said earlier. In front of everyone, it became a death sentence for Laurel.
Thora’s voice held no emotion. “Under the Empire’s law execution on the spot.”
Before Thora could even lift her gun, Norman slapped aurel hard across the face.
“Dad almost died because of you!?”
“Norman, I didn’t mean to! Please believe me! I did it for the family and the pack! Don’t let them hurt me. Our son is still so little. He needs his mother.” Laurel cried and crawled forward, trying to grab Norman’s leg.
But before she could reach him, Norman kicked her away.
“You still have the nerve to beg me!?”
The commotion finally reached the backstage. A maid hurried in, carrying little Alfie, who had just woken up and was crying for his mom.


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