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Chapter 615

    Chapter 615


    Chapter 615 A Lot of Stuff


    Leanna turned around, looking confused. “Why isn’t it confirmed yet?”


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    “Because she went after a man a few days ago. Right in front of everyone. They’re going tombast


    her after the ceremony today.”


    The Woodleys had a way with lectures. A little critique could take them hours. No matter how


    mischievous the younger Woodleys were, they would not step out of line during the gathering for fear


    that their elders would critique them. And they had no right to stop it midway, too. All they could do was


    suffer. One wrong word or expression would earn them a few days of lecturing.


    “I see.” Leanna looked away.


    Waylen was feeling delighted, but when he met Aidan’s gaze, he quicklyposed himself and stood


    up straighter.


    Charlotte turned around, having heard him. When she saw Aidan, her eyes lit up. Just when she was


    about to approach Aidan, Charles held her back.


    Charles hissed, “Did you forget where you are?”


    Charlotte turned back reluctantly. Charles looked at Aidan and Leanna, and a frown formed on his face.


    This wasn’t the first time Leanna was met with a look of disapproval, but she could understand. No


    father would be happy to see the man his daughter was attracted to.


    Waylen whispered, “Everyone’s here. Five minutes until the ancestor worship starts.”


    “What about L? He’s not here yet,” said Leanna.


    Just then, a prominent figure came in. It was none other than L. Then, the hall went silent.


    A momentter, someone said, “You were very nearlyte. And this is an important ceremony. Don’t


    you think that’s a bit disrespectful?”


    Leanna looked at the one who spoke. It was the man who lectured Waylen a while ago.


    And a few hushed whispers arose, agreeing with what the man said. Yet, L ignored them. He


    came into the hall and bowed at the elders.


    Philip, Charlotte’s grandfather, clutched his cane have a lot of things to do this year. Let us not tarry.”


    “A second, please. There is one more who shall join us,” said L.


    Philip adjusted his spectacles. “Is that so? Did they, in their frivolous fun, perhaps forget about the


    ceremony?”


    Everyone hastened to exin themselves.


    “Not my son.”


    “Not my daughter, either.”


    “Not my child.”


    Charles looked around and asked, “Everyone’s here. Whom are you talking about?”


    L’s mother was standing by L’s side, looking solemn. L then turned around to look


    at the entrance. Calmly, he said, “She’s here.”


    Everyone looked at the entrance, wondering who it was. A figure slowly showed up, and Leanna froze


    when she saw who it was. Noticing Aidan tensing up as well, she pursed her lips and held his hand.


    Before everyone’s startled and confused gaze, Naomi slowly entered the hall. She knelt before Philip


    and the tablets of the Woodley ancestors behind him.


    Slowly, she said, “Naomi Woodley, here to pay her respects.”


    Philip held on to his cane. He stared at Naomi for a long, long while. Eventually, he started to wobble,


    and Charles helped him sit back down.


    “Naomi? Is that you?” Philip narrowed his eyes.


    Naomi was wearing in, clean clothes, and she held herself up. “Yes, uncle.”


    The crowd burst into a discussion. Perhaps the younger ones did not know who Naomi was, but their


    parents did. Ever since she left Jamesdon, the family forbade them from bringing Naomi up ever again.


    Their ancestors had stated that the Woodleys were forbidden from leaving Jamesdon. Anyone who


    broke this rule would be exiled forever.


    Naomi fell in love with a man from Highside back then. In just a few months, their rtionship became


    the talk of the town. Eventually, the man had to leave, and she wanted to go with him. Even if she was


    to be taken out of the family tree.


    “A second, please. There is one more who shall join us,” said L.


    And then, she left. Naomi was no longer part of the family. Some of the chattier members tried to find


    out how she was doing in Highside, yet their investigation yielded no result. Thirty years had gone by


    since then, and now, Naomi came back.


    The questions wereing like waves, and Philip’s face fell.


    L said, “I invited her. She’s part of the family. This is her home.”


    A moment of silenceter, Philip said, “Have you perhaps forgotten the family rule?”


    “No,” L said. “But before he died, Grandpa told me he wanted to see Aunt Naomi. He’s gone


    now. I’m just fulfilling his dying wish.”


    And the crowd went silent. Back when Kian was alive, he told no one about Naomi. Everyone thought


    he didn’t care anymore. Even if he was alive, he couldn’t let Naomi back anyway.


    Yet, now that he was dead, not even Philip could go against his wishes. So, L used it against


    him.


    A momentter, Philip said, “Very well. We shall set this conversation aside for now. Let us begin the


    ceremony.”


    Naomi knelt on the ground for the whole ceremony. Even when L’s mother tried to pull her up,


    she refused to get up.


    Someone among the crowd whispered, “Wonder why he took her back.”


    “Aidan, perhaps.”


    “That’s one reason. His position is still shaky. Taking back Naomi, while it is Old Mr. Woodley’s dying


    wish, still is flouting the rule.”


    “What? So, we’re just going to watch?”


    “Ever since L took the position of the family head, he’s been trying to abolish the family rules.


    That’s why the elders hate him. They think he’s got a big head. Even if he does manage to take Naomi


    back, it’ll only make the elders angrier.”


    “Which makes things easier for us.”
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