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S3| 55. Memories and Regrets

With teary eyes, Diana looked at Rowan's young face and the little boy who looked like Louis. Their poses were stiff. However, the impression it gave was very touching. "Did he treat you well?" Diana's voice was hoarse. Frank smiled sadly, taking a deep breath. "He taught me very hard. I was lucky to survive." With a twitching chin, Diana nodded. Her eyes flickered with sadness. "He had invited you to the company at such a small age," she stroked the photograph. Frank nodded. "Yes, but I really enjoyed that day. I was happy like a child who was presented with something new. Grandpa explained what expectations and responsibilities he had put on me, but I felt proud and cool." Diana snorted a laugh. "It's no surprise that Louis and Emily have that spirit. They inherited it from you." Frank nodded. Then, carefully, he turned the album page over. In an instant, Diana's eyes fell on the portrait of Rowan and Frank with a horse. Both of them were wearing riding gear. The smile on lit

S3| 56. Last Sentence from Rowan

"Grandma?" Frank called softly. "Are you okay?" Diana shook her head slowly. Her index finger was half raised. "Is this ... from your grandfather?" Frank nodded. "Grandpa left this album and letter for you. Do you need my help to read it?" Diana's mouth opened without a word. However, her fingers moved closer to the letter. With slow movements, Diana opened the envelope. As soon as the contents of the letter were seen, her eyes closed. Her fingers trembled even more violently. "Let me help you, Grandma." Frank knew Diana wouldn't be able to do it. The old woman nodded. Even though her eyelids were closed, her tears still fell. "Diana," Frank began to read the old-fashioned writing, "I knew you're wondering why I wrote you this letter. Maybe you're happy because I died first. I thought that I would be happy if you died first. But turns out, I was wrong." Frank glanced at Diana briefly. The old woman was still trying to contain her emotions. "I'm not annoyed at all that you rea

S3| 57. Get Rid of Frank

"Good morning, Sir, Madam. How can we help you?" A police officer greeted at the front desk. The man in the bowler hat straightened his head. Seeing his face, the officer widened his eyes. "Mister Victor Moore!" The officers nearby turned around. Their expressions were the same, wide-eyed and agape. In the blink of an eye, the officer with the highest rank approached Victor. "Good morning, Mr. Moore. I apologize deeply for what happened to your daughter. We can't do much because the evidence is strong, and the person who prosecuted her was Frank Harper." There was no change in Victor. His expression was frozen, his gaze sharp. "Where is my daughter?" "In a special room. You and your wife don't need to worry. We handle your daughter very well." "I want to talk to Sophia. We need privacy." The officer gasped. He glanced at the clock then muttered, "Actually, it's not visiting hour." However, noticing the intense gazes, he quickly nodded. "All right, Sir. Let me take you to your

S3| 58. Counterattack

Sophia sighed in disbelief. Her head movements quickened. "Please don't fire me, Dad. I myself built my company to this. It's not fair if you hand it over to someone else." Victor shook his head. "What people count on is current performance, not the past. Nobody cares about how much you struggled to build it. All they see is how you brought your own company down." Sophia's tears began to well up. Her face was filled with despair. "Please give me a chance, Dad. I can restore my good name and that of my company. I guarantee you, within one month, I can fix everything." "The Moore family may be sweet-mouthed, but we always keep our word, Sophia. You ... just made us doubt your identity." "No, Dad. I'm still the same Sophia. Please, don't send me to Europe. I want to make my company bigger." Victor didn't answer. He looked away then took two steps back. "Mom?" Sophia voiced her last wish. However, her mother showed the same response. While Sophia grimaced in disapproval, someone kno

S3| 59. The Targets

"C-counterattack?" The informant stammered.After straightening his back, Victor shifted Ava's picture towards him. "There's no point in attacking someone who is on the verge of death. So, no need to mince words on this one. Get rid of her. Don't worry about her dying mother." The informant was shaking slightly. "O-okay, Sir." Raising his eyebrows, Victor tapped on Finnic. "For this one," he pushed Mrs. Miller's photo forward. "It's not just her son who is impudent, but herself too. Being her in-law is one of the most embarrassing things in my life." "That's right. All this time, I've forced myself to endure being around her. She's too big of a mouth. She deserves to be taught a lesson," Patricia continued sarcastically. The informant frowned. "Okay, I'll arrange it. Then, what about the others?" Victor's finger turned towards the photo of Jeremy and Vivian. However, after a while, he had not yet made a decision. "I heard they were separated for a long time?" "Yes, Sir. Jeremy

S3| 60. Preparing a Party

"Yes," Jeremy stretched out one arm, waiting for Vivian's back to come within his reach. "Let me introduce her, Grandma. This is my mother, Vivian Bell." "Hello, Mrs. Johnson. Nice to meet you." Vivian gave a warm smile then offered her hand. Without warning, Diana let go of Louis's grip and then cupped Vivian's hand. "You are Norman's ex-girlfriend?" Vivian's eyes widened. With a high arch of eyebrows, she glanced at Jeremy and the others briefly. Everyone looked awkward. "Hmm, yes. Before he was betrothed to Barbara's mother," Vivian answered stiffly, but still gracefully. Diana let out a long sigh. "I'm sorry you had to go through difficult times because of my son. I hope you don't hold a grudge against him. I was the one who was wrong. He grew up without the presence of a mother. I didn't have time to teach him how to respect women or the meaning of love and responsibility." The curve of Vivian's lips shrunk. She could see deep worry from those wrinkled eyes. "It's okay, Ma

S2| 61. When Melanie Meets Diana

With a sullen look, Melanie grumbled, "I actually didn't want to stay at your house. But we didn't have another choice. Frank said it was safer if I was taken care of—" Melanie stopped, realizing that such a confession could lower her self-esteem. "If I lived temporarily in this house," she corrected, raising her chin. "As soon as it's safe, I'll go back to Frank's house. So, you don't need to feel uncomfortable. Right, Frank?" Frank scrunched up one side of his face. "Yes." "I don't feel uncomfortable." Vivian stepped forward, approaching Melanie. Herexpression was now more relaxed. "You can stay here as long as you want." Vivian's nod of the head was sincere. However, Melanie did not want to admit that impression. She snorted. "Frank," she glanced at her son, grumbling in a half-whisper, "I said, I didn't want to meet this woman, but you still insisted. Look at the consequences. You're embarrassing me." "Why are you embarrassed? She doesn't mind anything. She doesn't mind you

S3| 62. It's Not Too Late

"Sorry, I didn’t attend your wedding," the old woman whispered, making everyone emotional. "Sorry, I made you go through everything alone." Biting her lip, Melanie closed her eyes. Those words felt healing in her heart. All wounds seemed to have disappeared without a trace. "Thank you," she replied briefly. She didn't want to ruin anything again with words she might not have realized. "Yes," Diana rubbed her daughter-in-law's back. "And no. I am the one who should be thanking you. You have accompanied my son for the rest of his life. You have also given me grandson, just like Vivian." With a gentle smile, Diana turned her head to the side. There, Vivian curled her lips gracefully. "You two ... can you make peace for my sake? I've been gone for too long. I've never had true family before." "I don’t mind." Vivian shrugged. "I'm actually happy that we are friends." While looking at Vivian, Melanie let out a faint sigh. Her eyes rolled lazily. Diana noticed that. "Do you still thin

S3| 63. New Year's Party

"Now," Abigail quickly looked at Vivian, shaking the disappointment from the surface of her face, "my hope is to be a good mother for my future children. I want my children to have a complete family." Suddenly, Vivian's blinking eyes turned awkward. Realizing that, Abigail gasped. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Bell. I didn't mean to offend you." Vivian patted the girl's hand. "It's okay, Abi. I understand. It's natural for women your age to want things like that. Learn from the experiences of the people around you. Don't repeat our mistakes, hmm?" Abigail smiled slightly. "Thank you, Mrs. Bell." "So, do I have a younger sister now?" Jeremy said, surprising everyone. No one knew since when he already stood outside the gazebo. His hands were folded on the railing, embracing his slightly raised shoulders. Abigail laughed at that joke. "You don't mind having a little sister like me?" She pointed at her own nose. "It seems my mother wants a daughter. So, I don't mind. There's no need for adoption

S3| 64. New Year Wishes

Jeremy's eyes widened at the whisper. After a faint nod, he said, "Okay. I'll contact Mr. Morris." Then, Jeremy walked away from the gazebo. Pulling out his phone, he looked around, pretending to wait for the ringtone. At that moment, he caught a shadow moving away from the trees. The scout must have picked up on Frank's suspicions. "So, is Grandma willing to accept gold from Grandpa?" Frank asked when Jeremy returned. The will had been read. Diana smiled wryly. After looking at the faces around her one by one, she sighed in resignation. "Okay, I accept it." The twins spontaneously raised their hands as high as possible. "Yippie! Philip's mission is complete! Grandma Diana finally received the inheritance from Grandpa Rowan." Emily's face lit up. "Congratulations, Uncle Philip! You deserve an apartment," Louis gave him thumbs up. Philip chuckled. Rubbing the back of his neck, he muttered, "Thank you, Louis. But I think it's not the apartment we should celebrate, but Grandma's o

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