It seemed that Mr. Winters was talking to himself.
Maisie’s eyes drooped slightly as she pursed her lips. “Are you feeling better?”
“What’s the use of recovering?” Mr. Winters scoffed at himself. “Both my wife and daughter are now
gone, so why am I still alive?”
Mr. Winters could not accept the reality.
In fact, no one should be able to accept this.
Maisie’s eyes drooped once again. “You should understand deep down why and how these things
happened.”
Mr. Winters was startled. He then lowered his head bleakly, feeling a little ashamed. “Yes, I admit, we
shouldn’t have been greedy.”
He thought of something and continued. “Actually, my wife and I were devastated when we received the
news of our daughter’s death. When we went to the training camp to inquire and found out that our
daughter had committed suicide, it was really hard for us to keep ourselves calm. The training camp did
compensate us, saying that we should stay in the Grand Hotel of Bassburgh and wait for Wynnie’s
autopsy results.
“However, a woman came to us one day.” Mr. Winters folded his fingers as if there was a heavy stone in
his chest cavity, weighing him down. “She told us that you’re responsible for our daughter’s death, that
you’re the one who forced her to death.
“She then provided us with your work address, and that’s how my wife and I went to find you. We were
also overwhelmed by the huge amount of money, so we planned to take it for ourselves. Anyway, our
daughter has died. But we didn’t expect…” He covered his face and cried, “That woman really wanted to
kill us. I had been on guard from the beginning, but we didn’t escape death after all.”
He regretted it and blamed himself for everything that had taken place.
But what good would it do?
Maisie did not continue to disturb him and left the ward quietly. Nolan had also ended the phone call at
that moment.
She walked up to his back. “How are things going at Mr. Goldma- Father’s side?”
“Grandfather still let that woman go for the sake of the kindness that the Summers had shown him in the
past,” Nolan replied in a deep voice as his expression dimmed slightly.
Maisie pursed her lips and held his cold hand. “Since your grandfather already knows about her true
colors, she probably won’t be able to escape again if she makes another move.”
Nolan turned around, took her into his arms, and kissed her forehead. “Zee, there’s no need to comfort
me.”
Maisie looked away. “I’m not comforting you.”
Thinking of something, she asked, “By the way, why did you let Father do this?”
‘Was he worried that his grandfather wouldn’t believe in what we say?
Nolan wrapped one arm around her waist and smiled, “That stupid girl, Cherie, had told Rowena all the
details of our plans. So Rowena might be able to come up with an excuse to escape this matter if we
were the one to confront her this time around.”
Maisie grabbed his tie with an inattentive expression. “But still, she’s escaped it unscathed, hasn’t she?
Tsk, it’s a pity that we couldn’t send her to prison.”
He smirked. “She won’t get to live a better life even if she isn’t sent to prison. Grandfather might let this
slide for the sake of the Summers, but Dad won’t.”
The next day…
Vaenna Jewelry was officially established as Soul Jewelry, and there were a lot of customers when it first
opened.
The lobby was divided into two areas, A and B. Area A was designated for custom-made jewelry that
could be collected. The price of all the jewelry exhibited here was exorbitant, but their designs were
unique. An appointment was required to be able to take a step into this area.
Area B was an area delegated to ordinary sales, just like a jewelry boutique. It sold existing ready-made
jewelry, which was also in short supply.
Soul Jewelry was the only jewelry brand in Bassburgh that focused on its Gothic collection, and since
everyone knew that the designer of the brand was Zora, it was almost packed that day.
Maisie was too busy even to leave her seat even though she was only there to take custom orders.
Maisie, who had just sent a guest away, turned around only to see Madam Nera slowly approaching in a
wheelchair with the help o fa female subordinate.
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