Mable did not respond to Eugenie's words but asked her, "What do you think?"Eugenie looked at Mable, her eyes clouded with mist, her voice hoarse as she spoke, "An eye for an eye, it's only fair!"However, why did her heart ache so much? It had been so many years. Why did she still care about his life and death? He had long ceased to matter to her.Eugenie lowered her head, tears flowing uncontrollably.Mable handed her a tissue.Eugenie gripped Mable's hand. "Mable, could you—"She wanted to tell Mable that Blair was not dead, that he was still alive, and to spare Jeremiah's life. However, the words caught in Eugenie's throat. She had no right to ask Mable to spare Jeremiah. Even if Blair was not dead, the pain and harm he had caused them could not be ignored.Seeing Eugenie hesitate, Mable asked, "Could I what?"Eugenie looked depressed. "Nothing."Mable looked at Eugenie indifferently. "You're right, an eye for an eye. But sometimes death doesn't solve all problems
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