All Chapters of Nine Ungrateful Sisters: Chapter 461 - Chapter 470

"Shouldn't you be showing Amara some respect?" Clara said.Oscar smiled.Clara couldn't tell what the smile meant."Miss Amara, do you feel the same way?" he asked.Amara swept her gaze over the people standing behind Oscar. She recognized several faces among them. They weren't people she could afford to offend.Even so, she lifted her chin."Of course. Clara may have put it bluntly, but she's not wrong. Our family raised you for years. Even if we did things you resent, a person should still feel some gratitude. Forget repaying us. Is this newly rich attitude of yours your way of coming back to settle old scores?"She had nothing to feel guilty about where Oscar was concerned. Yes, she had driven him out, but she had also fed him and given him a place to live for years.He had never belonged to the family in the first place. She had only restored things to the way they should have been. She saw nothing wrong with that.Oscar smiled again.The smile was strange, impossible to pl

"According to data from Solareon's Department of Commerce, when a founding chairman dies, the success rate of successors inheriting the business is only 8%. And that figure applies only when the successors are relatively strong-willed and capable."The rest of those companies are restructured. They are broken apart. In the worst cases, the successors are forced out of the company entirely. And the methods shareholders use to achieve those outcomes vary widely. They include, but are not limited to, kidnapping, extortion, and intimidation."The man trailed off and reached for his phone. "Arthur was a prominent figure in Silverton. After his death, the power struggle within the Chamberlain Group became a matter of record for our office."Before the shareholder meeting, the second-largest shareholder coordinated with several others to abduct the youngest daughter, Irene. Their goal was to use her as leverage to force Amara into compliance."Before the plan could be carried out, the sec

Now Amara had drunk it again.A trace of something like self-mockery crossed Oscar's face. "Any better? Every time I used my own blood as the catalyst, it never once occurred to me that I'd end up being driven out of the house. Whenever there was more than I needed and the bleeding stopped in time, I used the excess to make these."He reached into his pocket and pulled out several small packets that resembled tea bags."I always thought I'd use them all eventually. I never imagined so many would be left over." His voice flattened slightly.Since childhood, he had known that his blood possessed unusually strong medicinal properties. For reasons no one could explain, each of the sisters had been born with a different chronic condition, and those conditions responded only when his blood served as the catalyst.Arthur had even trained him in specific techniques to replenish what his body produced so he could continue supplying what the sisters needed.Then Amara had told him to leave

The figures behind Oscar laughed among themselves, trading suggestions as they sized Amara up with cold, calculating eyes.Their scrutiny made her skin crawl. What kind of people were these? Every one of them seemed worse than the last."You hear that? Forget negotiating terms. With an attitude like yours, I'm not sure anyone here has much interest in continuing this conversation."Oscar shook his head and turned his attention back to the glass verification unit at the center of the stage, where Jason's blood test was still running.Amara stared at him. All she could see was his profile.Back in the Chamberlain household, she had always viewed him as someone who could be summoned and dismissed at will. He had been a constant presence, eager to make himself useful, eager to please every sister in the family.All of them seemed to enjoy his company. Yet Amara had always believed the relationship was one-sided. He was the one putting in the effort.That was one of the things she ha

Oscar frowned. "If I wanted your family, why would I need a scheme like that?"Then he looked at Amara. Something shifted in his chest. He had an absurd realization. 'This is real?!'"You're telling me you drove me out because I forged marriage contracts? Because I wanted to marry all nine of you?" he asked in disbelief.Amara wouldn't meet his gaze.Clara nodded without hesitation. "Jason was just an excuse. The real reason Amara made that decision was the marriage contracts. "Oscar, we are your sisters. You had thoughts you never should have had. Are you saying we were wrong to drive you out?"As the words left her mouth, Clara felt something loosen in her chest. The suffocating pressure of the last hour had made it feel as though the family stood on the losing side of this confrontation.Now she remembered the simple truth at the heart of everything between them and Oscar. The family had driven him out not out of cruelty, but because he had been the one in the wrong.Amara ke