<strong>Chapter 790:</strong>


    If Adrian didn’t want it, they might still have a chance to im it. Joelle, perceptive as ever, understood their underlying motives; after all, greed was amon trait.


    “Yet, make no mistake, Adrian and I will not let you secure this inheritance without a struggle. In the event something happens to Adrian and my daughter, as his wife, the inheritance rightfullyes to me first. I would sooner donate every cent than see it in the hands of Lucian, who seeks to profit without effort!”


    Colby said tentatively, “Lucian has taken your daughter because of this wealth. Without any portion of it, his desperation might escte, risking the safety of your daughter and Adrian.”


    His words weren’t meant as a threat, yet the implication carried an ominous weight.


    “Are you suggesting I should just give in?” Joelle asked.


    “How am I to confront Lucian? He’s lost all reason. He won’t return without securing some of the wealth.”


    Colby subtly hinted that Joelle might consider relinquishing a part of Raelyn’s inheritance to Lucian.


    Considering the vast sum involved, even a minor share could significantly support the Dury family in these hard times.


    Moreover, with her daughter and husband missing, Joelle’s resilience was bound to be tested.


    To everyone’s surprise, Joelle responded with a serene smile. “There’s no such thing as a free lunch. Whether they return unharmed or not, you won’t receive a dime. Should theye to harm, not only will you gain nothing, but I will ensure that the Dury family vanishes. Take my words seriously.”


    Joelle arrived uninvited, upying the guest rooms with Molly and Leah.


    The Dury family, unable to turn her away, waspelled to extend every courtesy.


    Earlier that day, word had spread citywide about Joelle’s arrival, encircling the Dury family residence.


    The media portrayed her as a poor wife, recently delivered of her child, whose husband and eldest daughter had been kidnapped. Any harm to Joelle under the Dury family’s roof would thrust them into the harsh spotlight of public condemnation.


    At her own home, Joelle had been vignt against Lucian’s attempts to sway her people. Yet, she felt more secure within the Dury family. That evening, overwhelmed by fatigue and weakness, Joelle found herself unable to nurse Molly.


    After Leah had soothed Molly to sleep, she brought Joelle a ss of warm milk. “Mrs. Miller, you should rest now. It’s crucial that you take care of yourself.”


    Joelle massaged her temples. “I can’t fall asleep. Whenever I close my eyes, visions of Aurora and Adrian in peril haunt me.”


    “Don’t speak of such misfortunes!” Leah urged, trying to soothe her.


    “Alright.” Joelle managed a weary smile. “Have Cane see me.”


    “Yes, Mrs. Miller.”


    Can had been monitoring the Durys’ movements from downstairs. He arrived as summoned to report. “The Durys are growing restless. They fear Lucian’s actions might ruin them all.”


    Joelle nodded. “What about Katy?”


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