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As dawn broke, Eira Whitlock stirred from her sleep, a sense of unease lingering in her heart. Amelia White shared the same sentiment. After all, they had coerced Mrs. Whitlock into pleading with Eira! Before the clock struck eight, there was a knock on the door. Mrs. Whitlock, accompanied by the members of the Whitlock Family, had indeed come to implore Eira. Mrs. Whitlock looked at Eira with a warmth that hadn't been seen for years and said, "Eira, dear, your grandmother is here. Let's get in the car quickly. We need to go to the Ares Group and clarify to Mr. Adams that it was merely a family misunderstanding. The brand will be entirely under your control in the future!" Although Mrs. Whitlock didn't grovel, both Eira and Amelia felt it was sufficient. Since the death of Eira's fathe