BOOKSDRAMA Chapter 1011
Chapter 1011:
These titles were unmistakably associated with the Hinks family they were acquainted with.
It appeared their day would be marked by unfortunate encounters.
Shortly after, the Hinks family settled at their table, and their selections, which the server noted were primarily aimed at enriching
the blood, began to arrive.
“Let’s enjoy our meal and then maybe catch a movie,” Arion whispered, subtly passing dishes to Carrie and Jenesis in an
attempt to lighten the mood.
The atmosphere at their table grew tense.
Carrie was just about to use her fork when she overheard Alethea advising, “Mom, make sure you eat plenty of these dishes that
nourish the blood.”
Kelsey accepted the bowl Alethea handed her, her fingers curling around the warm ceramic as if it might anchor her in place.
She dipped her spoon into the hearty soup, stirring absently while watching the chunks of meat and vegetables swirl in slow
circles. After a long moment, she exhaled heavily and set the spoon down with a soft clink. “It is pointless,” she muttered, her
voice flat and hollow. “I will not be around much longer anyway. What is the use of pretending?”
The words hung in the air like a bitter draft. Jacob, seated beside her, paused mid-chew. He lowered his fork, leaned forward,
and took her hand in both of his. “Alethea brought you here so we could sit down, share a meal, and feel like a family again,” he
said quietly. “There is no need for talk like that. Not tonight.”
Alethea, sitting across from them, reached out and covered both their hands with her own. Her touch was warm, her voice even
warmer. “That is right, Mom,” she said gently. “Science is so advanced now. I read an article just last week—some countries are
already developing synthetic blood. And maybe... just maybe, Grandma was not survived by only one child. There could be
others out there.”
Kelsey turned toward her. “Alethea, would you truly not mind if I found my niece or nephew?”
Alethea blinked at her, wide-eyed and disarmingly innocent. “Why would I mind? If they exist, they might be the only ones who
can save your life.”
Kelsey exchanged a glance with Jacob, her features hardening with quiet resolve. “If we do find that child,” she said slowly, “then
he or she would be the rightful heir to the Hinks family bloodline. That child would carry the legacy forward.”
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“I have never been after the Hinks inheritance,” Alethea replied sincerely. “You adopted me, raised me like I was your own, gave
me an education others dream of, and a life full of warmth. Out there, everyone sees me as the Hinks family’s little princess. For
that, I am already deeply grateful.” Her voice trembled slightly with emotion, her eyes glimmering with heartfelt gratitude.
Kelsey reached over and gently brushed a stray lock of hair from Alethea’s cheek. “Oh, hush. That is nonsense,” she said with a
soft smile. “Adopted or not, you have been with us all these years. You are our daughter. You always have been.”
Jacob gave a slow nod. “Whether or not we ever find the other child, your mother has already set aside your share. That will
never change.”
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