Jenna came forward, took a bow, and brought General Delia before the memorial tablet. General Delia placed the flowers before bowing sincerely three times towards Vivian's portrait. Then, he retreated to one side with Trevor. Sabrina had heard that General Delia was coming, and had hidden herself somewhere with the excuse that she had to deal with something. As a result, General Delia didn't see his daughter Sabrina despite having waited in the Ink Garden for the whole afternoon. Displeasure was written all over his dark face. When the sun set, he remained standing in the back garden of Ink Garden with both hands clutching a newspaper behind his back. He was in a dark mood. The funeral hymns in the mourning hall echoed from time to time, causing his mood to be clouded with worry. His daughter, Sabrina, was 26 years old. A few years ago, she broke off the engagement with Norton Richards, and her reputation had been tainted because of what Norton did.
General Delia's words scoured Sabrina's heart. She felt chills running down her spine and could not think of anything to say for a moment. She suddenly felt a burst of pain in her stomach. Her face was pale as she squatted down. "Sabrina, what's wrong?" Norton, who was worried about her, stayed in a corner of the corridor. When he saw General Delia stomping out of the hall, he rushed in. He saw Sabrina squatting on the ground with a hand over her stomach and panicked. Sabrina slowly raised her head. Norton saw her pale face. Tears had welled up in her bright, grief-stricken eyes. His heart tightened. He couldn't help touching her face, wanting to comfort her. "D*mn it." Sabrina pushed his hand away and slapped him hard on the face. Then, she covered her mouth and ran outside. Norton was stunned and was rooted to the spot. He hadn't come back to his senses when Sabrina's figure disappeared. After a long time, he saw a piece of newspaper on
The rays of the morning sun gradually conquered the canopy of darkness that hung over the Richards Manor. A faint layer of mist enveloped the place. The entire mansion was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere. It was exceptionally sorrowful. When Jenna opened her eyes, she found herself in the guest room with a quilt covering her body. She was stunned, and her eyes shone with confusion. She didn't know where she was. The funeral music in Ink Garden drifted in like the sound of a weeping song, accompanied by bouts of noisy chatter. Soon, she came to her senses. Grandma Vivian's funeral was still going on, and she had slept in the guest room the previous night. She hurriedly got up and walked into the bathroom. In front of the mirror of the marble counter, there was her reflection. It was a slightly tan face, and pyjamas illustrated with a smiling cartoon bunny. What was going on? Jenna's hand, which was holding the toothpaste tube, stiffened. The nig
"Mr. Richards, the person who went into Vivian's bedroom could be the one who changed her will. We can arrest her and interrogate her now. Not to mention, that day, she pushed Madam to the ground. It should be her." Standing next to him, Lomen recalled. Hansen narrowed his eyes and asked coldly, "Is she still in Richards Manor?" "Yes, she was Oscar's sugar baby. Matteo was furious after he found out about it. He sent people to reclaim all his property and money. She came to Richards Manor in this desperate situation. Madam saw that she had been disfigured and had lost the ability to bear children. So, she took her in for a few days, hoping that she could turn over a new leaf. As we can see, she hasn't changed even after all this," Lomen reported everything that happened in the past few days after Hansen left, his tone was filled with indignation. John at the side also nodded and agreed. "Madam is too kind. She shouldn't have let that woman in." Hansen's eyes nar
"Jenna." Just as she was about to walk to the side, a gentle voice that she had not heard for a long time stopped her. Hansen had been standing next to Jaqueline, waiting for Jenna to come and take her away, only to see her turn away after starting to head towards their direction. He thought that she had forgotten that a female guest had arrived. So, he stepped forward and stopped her. Hearing the voice that was familiar even in her dreams, a sudden warmth flooded Jenna's heart. All the grievances, longing, and worries in the past few days were visible in her eyes. She looked up at him. He grieved for the loss of his grandmother. It was evident through his teary eyes. However, when he looked at her, the only thing she could see in his gaze was love. She understood everything that just by looking into his eyes, all her feelings were subverted. "Hansen." Her heart softened. Her eyes shone brightly when she saw his thin and slightly tan face. She first though
Liya was curled up on the bed, her hair disheveled. She covered herself with a blanket. Her face was pale and she felt dizzy. After a while, there was a knock on the door. "No, don't find me." She trembled and grasped the quilt tightly, screaming with fear, "Meroy, I didn't mean to kill you. Don't find me. I didn't mean to kill you." The knocks on the door became louder and louder. Liya was badly frightened. Her entire body was trembling as she covered her ears with her hands. She shook her head frantically, feeling extremely terrified. She kept muttering, "Meroy, please don't look for me. Forgive me, please." "Liya, hurry up and open the door." There was a knock on the door. The person outside seemed to have become impatient after waiting for a while. She shouted out in a rough voice. Liya let go of her ears and raised her head. The voice belonged to Letty. She suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up. "Liya, hurry up and open the door
It was only fifteen minutes after Jenna greeted Jaqueline and her father, and returned to the memorial tablet when she heard the loudspeaker of the broadcast room ringing. Maud was conveying Hansen's instructions through the loudspeaker. "All entrances of the mansion have been closed. No one is allowed to leave. Vivian's memorial service is postponed for a day and all relatives who came may come back tomorrow. All guests and staff, please gather at the conference room. There is an important matter that needs to be addressed." Jenna was a little stunned when she heard this. Hansen had just returned home and was shutting down the mansion, even delaying Vivian's memorial service. Wouldn't this be disrespectful to Vivian? However, too many things had happened during this time. It seemed that he was going to take action. Just as she was lost in her thoughts, she saw a few security guards walking in, carrying an ice coffin. "Norton, what are you doing?" Trevor w
At that time, Hansen was standing on the platform, looking at the hundreds of people below. For the moment, he did not see John and Liya, and he could not help but to frown slightly. After he had finished ordering Maud to close the mansion, the captain of the security team had informed him about Letty's attempted escape. He feared that Liya might also try to escape. So, he had immediately instructed John to find Liya and bring her here. However, John had been gone for so long without news, that he couldn't help but to wonder if John could catch her in time. At that moment, John, who was in charge of finding Liya, hurried over and whispered, "Mr. Richards, Liya is missing." "What?" Hansen was alarmed. "Has she already escaped?" At that moment, Maud was counting the number of guests and staff below. Hansen's heart sank. He quickly walked to the microphone and asked in a deep voice, "Maud, is everyone here?" Maud had worked in the mansion for years and