“We should end this soon,” Monica said as she used her hand to cover the white cloth again. The gaze of the three interlocked, then Leona cleared her throat, adjusting her expression slightly. A face that was previously calm suddenly twisted, then wrinkled again, and two pairs of eyes welled up with tears. Leona returned to a state of sobbing desperately.“Well, that’s quite a special talent,” Monica remarked, rolling her eyes, then adjusting her expression a bit before leaving.Caesar pushed through the heavy doors of the morgue, then held the door for Monica and Leona to exit.Leona was currently leaning on Monica, looking as if she had lost the will to live.“Give Justin back to me. Give Justin back to me. Without him, I don’t know how to live, hu hu hu hu...” Monica held Leona while displaying an infinitely compassionate expression.At this moment, the nurse was waiting outside, and when she saw them coming out, she immediately asked, “Is everything... alright?” Looking at Leona s
The voice had just resounded, capturing the attention of everyone present; they turned around in astonishment to find that it was Mr. Anderson. Supported by his cane, with the butler Patrick by his side, his face scrunched up, it was unclear if there was any sadness over the news of his grandson’s passing. Yet, to others, his face only seemed cold and angry.Ace recognized him; this was the “legendary grandfather” of Justin, who had haunted his entire childhood. Meanwhile, Caesar, Leona, and Monica were wondering why Mr. Anderson had come. They rationalized that the incident at the park was public, likely influencing much after its conclusion. It wasn’t unreasonable that Mr. Anderson knew about it.They began to link prior events, guessing that Mr. Anderson was tracking Justin, or rather, every move he made, staying informed of his whereabouts. As Justin had told Monica, everything was indeed so.Ace was unaware of the current relationship between Justin and Mr. Anderson but guessed i
Ace’s declaration was like a command, bold and straightforward, shocking everyone around. But the most stunned was Mr. Anderson, who had never been blocked or treated with such contemptuous equality before, and it infuriated him immensely. The feeling of no longer being the ultimate authority commanding others made him feel like his insides were on fire. And to be hindered by a mere brat!Mr. Anderson slammed his cane down on the ground, his old eyes squinting, and he said:“By what right do you stop me? Isn’t it preposterous that a hospital of this international stature has a policy preventing family members from seeing a patient one last time? Have dogs has chewed all your humanities up?”While Mr. Anderson was technically correct, those who understood the details knew he could not be right.Caesar, Leona, and Monica had been silent, observing the situation and then exchanging covert glances. Then, Caesar spoke calmly, capturing Mr. Anderson’s attention:“Mr. Anderson,” he said, his
That noon, right after the rain had just stopped, the sunbeams peeked through the leaves, shining into the small kitchen where Julie was having lunch. Her nanny, Mrs. Mary, was ladling porridge into Julie’s bowl while listening to the little girl talk about the painting she had made at school. Suddenly, the sound of an engine echoed from outside. Julie recognized that familiar sound, hastily jumping down from her high chair, her mouth still slightly smeared with porridge.“Miss Monica is back! Uncle Caesar, Aunt Leona are back!” Julie exclaimed, her eyes shining bright while Mrs. Mary hadn’t even had the chance to wipe her mouth. Julie rushed to the door, filled with excitement, eagerly expecting seeing her beloved friends again after a long day.But as the door opened, it wasn’t the joyful laughter that Julie usually heard. Instead, what met her eyes was a white ambulance parked right outside the door. Monica, Caesar, and Leona stepped out of the vehicle, their faces blurred, their e
Justin’s ancient house was built according to the blueprint of the genius designer Monroll. The grandiose corridors stretched deep, adorned with intricately carved patterns on each wall, each with its own meaning. The pathways and doorways all led to a small room.If it hadn’t been pre-show, no one would have been able to spot that secret room. The genius of the design had perfectly concealed the room. And there sat a figure, leisurely on the chair, swirling a glass of wine, gazing at the screen, like a deity above.He took a sip of wine, as if mourning his own death.No one else but Justin.Formerly, when designing this apartment, Justin never thought there would come a day he would use this room with such vengeful intentions. In fact, it was a surprise gift from Monroll, the designer, only revealed to him when everything was completed.They secretly installed the camera system everywhere, and this observation room was luxurious and provided flexibility for resting. One corner housed
Immersed in luxurious fantasies of future happiness, Katherine only realized after a while the unusual noise echoing from outside. She frowned, suspiciously approaching the restroom door. Somehow, an unknown force completely shattered the solemn silence of the funeral home. The clamor, the crying, the sound of vehicles, and the conversations she couldn’t quite make out suddenly erupted into a cacophony of noise.What had happened outside?At this moment, could someone still be seeking revenge to disrupt Justin’s funeral? The thought made Katherine tense. Regardless, she was still the one engaged to him, inevitably implicated... he was already dead. Why such a bother!Katherine bit her lip, intending to go outside to investigate. Her hand reached for the door handle but abruptly stopped, footsteps clearly approaching her direction.After a moment of thought, Katherine quickly entered the nearest restroom. The moment she closed the door tightly was also when someone entered. The footste
Katherine always believed herself to be intelligent, but she never imagined that she was just a puppet dancing before others. In the secret room with state-of-the-art equipment spanning every corner of the house, she couldn't escape Justin's watchful eyes. Unfortunately, everything Katherine had been through so far was exactly what Justin wanted.For someone as cunning as Katherine, from the moment she entered this house to enact her drama, he had the best surveillance. The bathroom was no exception. The presence of the police and the doctor was truly an unforeseen mishap for Justin, yet, these things were still within his control.Justin, therefore, adapted accordingly. He deliberately sent the maid into the bathroom to relay information, and also planted vague suspicions in Katherine's mind about her exposure. Regardless, she was guilty, and even the guilty startle at their faults. The torment of conscience would momentarily dull her mind.The girl just now was another mishap. When
“Julie! Do you understand what you are saying?!”Katherine gritted her voice, suppressing the anger rising in her heart. After all, everything she did was for little Julie. If her daughter didn't even accept her, what was the point of all those dirty deeds?It must be Monica, she must have injected these things into Julie's head, causing her to have those wrong thoughts. Monica is definitely trying to gradually distance Julie from her, and from there she will steal everything from her. Those friends of Justin's, after all, are only for the fortune he left behind!Katherine will definitely not let this happen!“Mom, go quickly... I want to go back to find you.”Katherine felt like she had a thousand words she wanted to say but ended up stuck in her throat. "Julie, you don't understand anything," Katherine spoke up, her voice cracking with anger, "That bitch… no, Monica shouldn't say things like that to you. You're too young to understand these things." . Monica is brainwashing and inje