HPDBC Chapter 148 Grim Reaper.
Chapter 148 Grim Reaper.
Idris's eyes widened in disbelief as he watched Cartrin issue the command. For a moment, he was too stunned to respond, his mind grappling with the implications of her actions. When she hung up the phone, his voice finally broke through the tense silence.
"Catrin, what have you done?" he demanded in a tone that sounded a mix of anger and despair. He took a step closer to her, his hands trembling slightly. "You think freezing her accounts is going to make her come back? You are not fixing anything; you are making it worse."
Catrin turned to him, but her gaze remained cold. Raising her chin defiantly, she said, "I know what I am doing. I am her mother, Idris. If she won't listen to reason, then I will make her realize the consequences of her choices. She will come to her senses once she understands she can't survive without us."
Idris let out a bitter laugh, the sound devoid of any humor. "Do you hear yourself, Catrin? You are treating her like a pawn in some game. This is not love —this is control. You are pushing her further away, not pulling her back."
"She needs to learn, Idris!" Catrin snapped, her voice rising in frustration. "Arwen has always been impulsive, but this time, she has gone too far. She married someone we don't know, someone who isn't right for her. If we don't step in now, her entire life will be ruined."
"Her life?" Idris countered, his voice breaking with emotion. "The only thing I see getting ruined her is her trust in us. You are so blinded by your pride and expectations that you can't even see the damage you are causing her. She is no longer a kid, she has grown up and knows what is right and wrong for her. She doesn't need us to dictate her life, Catrin —she needs us to support her."@@@@
Catrin's grip faltered, her grip tightening on the phone. For a brief moment, a doubt flickered in her eyes, but she quickly pushed it aside. "I am doing what is right," she muttered, more to herself than to Idris.
"No," Idris said firmly his voice steady. "You are doing the things wrong. Treating her like this, you are doing her wrong." He turned away, his shoulders slumping under the weight of the grief. "Though it's already too late to make amends, let's not ruin it further. Call and take back your orders now," he commanded.
"She is not a business deal, Catrin," Idris said, his voice softening. "She is our daughter. In the pursuit of perfection, you are losing the sife of what truly matters."
Catrin turned away, her back stiff. Her heart warred with her pride, the echo of Arwen's defiant departure ringing in her ears. For years, she had equated love with control, thinking it was the only way to protect her daughter. Now for the first time doubt crept into her carefully constructed plans of certainty.
But her walls were thick, and the momentary cracks were too small. Holding on to her pride, she shook her head. "I can't let her ruin everything, Idris. Not after all we have built."
Idris sighed, his voice heavy with sorrow. "What we have built means nothing if it costs our daughter. But I can't force you anymore to see that. Not when you are clearly avoiding. I just hope, for Arwen's sake, that you realize it before it's too late."
Then without another word, he turned and left the room, leaving Catrin alone with her thoughts.
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Meanwhile, in Foster Ventures, Ryan was in no mood for pleasantries. At that moment, he looked every bit like a grim reaper, who had come to collect souls.
"With whose permission was such a statement issued?" he demanded, his voice cutting through the room like a blade, sending a chill down the spines of the whole team.