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The prestigious Yang Family of the capital, renowned for their immense wealth and influence, is also infamous for their scant number of family members. For six generations, the Yang family has been blessed with only a single child per generation, making Kendrick Yang the sole successor of this powerful lineage.

“Kendrick, since you’ve divorced Amelia, it’s high time you find someone to bear an heir; otherwise, our family legacy will end with you!” Old Madam Yang, declared, her voice laced with desperation.

“I know what I’m doing,” Kendrick replied curtly, his expression an impenetrable mask.

“Stop nagging Kendrick! Amelia will always be my only granddaughter-in-law,” Old Master Yang insisted with unwavering authority, his eyes glinting with resolve.

Nearby, Amelia overheard the conversation, a bittersweet smile tugged at her lips. She thought, ‘Who said Kendrick doesn’t have any successors? He has five of them with me; but it’s for me to know and for him to find out.’ With a determined stride, she walked straight to the banquet hall.

Just as Amelia vanished into the crowd, four striking, confident figures appeared before Kendrick and his grandparents.

“If we are not his heirs, then what are we?” Aristide, the oldest, asked, with defiant tilt of his chin as he spoke. 

“Who said my father needed another woman?” Bérenger chimed in, his eyes burning with intensity, his small fists clenched tightly.

“If he dares to replace Mom, I’ll beat him to a pulp!” Chevalier declared, his small frame exuding fierce protectiveness.

“If he dares to find another woman, big brother, just bankrupt his company!” Diedonné suggested, his voice dripping with a cold, calculating tone.

Kendrick “….”

“A, B, C, D! How could you leave me behind?” Eimhir, panting and out of breath, complained. But when she saw Kendrick, her eyes lit up with joy. “Daddy! We finally found you!”

I'M A ONCE IN A LIFETIME KIND OF WOMAN

Haitao entered the living room with a sense of purpose, his professional demeanor mingling with a sense of hope, casting a glimmer of light into the otherwise somber room. "Good morning, General, Sister-in-law," Haitao greeted them respectfully, his eyes scanning Amelia with professional concern. 


"General, there is no need to be formal with me. This is my duty." Haitao bowed slightly, his keen eyes already examining Amelia from across the room, noting every wince and flinch. 


"Amelia, let me have a look at your injury," Dr. Haitao said gently, approaching her with measured steps. He set his bag down with practiced ease and opened it, revealing an array of medical tools meticulously organized. The room seemed to hold its breath as Haitao prepared to examine the wound. His fingers moved with practiced precision, the touch both professional and tender as he removed the thin layer of gauze from Amelia's back, revealing the angry red burns caused by the Piranha Solution. 


A FATHER CAUGHT IN HIS DEEPEST TORMENT