Chapter 411:
Author: Max Luthor
last update2026-01-04 23:56:22

General Carl Gerald watched the siblings embrace, and despite all the pain and death and violence of the night, he felt a small spark of hope.

Two people who had been deeply embedded in Lord Denver's criminal empire had chosen to turn away from that darkness.

Two people who could have chosen death or continued criminality had instead chosen cooperation and the difficult path toward redemption.

General Carl Gerald immediately turned to Sara Gerald, who had finally gotten fully free of her rest
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