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Meanwhile everybody in the city Kew about Orange Pavilion very well, since the pavilion alone stood around the vicinity, it is surprising to see ambulance heading towards the direction, thus immediately the media and news had taken it up immediately, they all drove after the Ambulance just to captured the moment, they wanted to broadcast the hot cake news to the world through their channel. Linda was not just the second wife to Alexis Father who was the richest man in the whole federation before his death. Linda was actually an actress, she stared in many popular movie, just that her career was dawdling at some stage, thus she needed a money bag, fate produced Alexis father as substitute. It

Linda learned for the first time, as the detective made a copy of his suicide note, that Bryan could not live "without his beloved Linda at his side." Linda cried her eyes out and Bill held her delicately as she wept. They visited the grave site and left flowers for him. Then Linda thanked him for such a wonderful son and for her future: his final gift to her. Thank you for reading.

“He’s alive. For now.” Hannah’s breath caught in her throat. Lucas swore under his breath. Teresa’s grip on the phone tightened. “Then we need to move. Fast.” The Colby Mansion – Linda’s Press Conference Linda Colby sat in the grand parlor of the Colby estate, her hands folded primly in her lap. Her expression was the picture of grief—eyes red from crying, lips trembling just enough to be convincing. Beside her, Isabella sat with a hand resting on her shoulder, whispering soft words of comfort.

Tony answered the police officer's question. Then, the officer asked again, "Great. So, Linda King is diagnosed with stomach cancer not long ago, and she's staying in Ridgeview Hospital now. I guess her son, Caden Grant, is with her now. That's all I could find out. You guys should probably go to the hospital." "Got it. Thanks." "Don't mention it." Tony hung up the phone after saying that and repeated everything to Sean and Molly. "Stomach cancer?" Molly was shocked to hear what Tony told her.

Linda's heartbreaking cry echoed through the streets of Pine City as she desperately beat Luke's lifeless body. She could not believe it was true! Jade said, "Linda, accept the truth. The murderer who killed Luke is..."

Linda’s funeral was so simple it didn’t even measure up to an average person’s. Ordinary people at least mourn for three days. She was cremated hastily, buried in a small plot of land, and that was it. Travis wanted to organize a small memorial service for her, but every call he made went unanswered. No one wanted to show up—except for the very people Linda had most sought to harm. Even her beloved brother, Leon Clark, had fled the country with his entire family, taking all the money he could.

He asked again probably because he didn’t get to hear what she’d said. “I think you heard me quite well detective.” She held his gaze. He raked his fingers over his hair. “Linda Montana is dead, the husband is dead and their son was recently recorded dead. The daughter which we all thought was dead came back a few months back after she got married to Wesley and all that. But there’s no Linda’s she dead. We saw her death being registered.” He explained to her why he reacted that way and it couldn’t possibly be her that was seated in front of him except it was all a ghost that was here.

Watching Secretary Walker leave, Linda finally relaxed. “Let’s go,” she said. “We’re meeting Leonard Bell.” She could hardly wait anymore. Navia Harrison still thought she’d get the chance to attend Chairman Crawford’s birthday gala? No. That gala would become Linda’s most glorious moment. As Liam Crawford’s fiancée, she would stand beneath the spotlight while everyone admired her. Meanwhile— Navia Harrison would be rotting in prison, suffering the same humiliation Linda once endured. Just imagining it made Linda tremble with excitement.

Leaving like this would surely be regrettable. "Grandma, everything I want to say is in this poem." Linda's pale face had a hint of rosy blush, and her voice sounded soft and tender. Emily read the poem again. It seemed the man was fond of her. "Linda." She called out, gently placing the diary down. "Your mother passed away last night. Don't be too sad. I will take care of you from now on." A flicker of fear flashed in Linda's eyes upon hearing the news, as if she had been startled by it. However, in an instant, she became even more silent, staring blankly out the window.

"Yes, you; Whitney, and mother, in fact, including Betty, the four of you are leaving." "But why?" Cathy asked. "Jane is dead, is like she is working with the people against Gregory, and Linda the girl is also dead." "No," Cathy falls to the couch. "Yes, it's a good thing that Craig got your phone, that idiot might have lured you into meeting up with him." George said, Cathy, closed her eyes, "No! It can't be."