It had started to drizzle.

The grass was lush and green. It felt soft under one's feet. The drizzle was like fog that hung over the whole mountain and made it look a bit surreal.

The funeral was simple and most attendees were the old Maskelyne's friends and relatives as well as business partners of the Maskelyne family.

The white lilies looked even purer and whiter under the wash of the rain, surrounding the tombstone.

Sylvia got off the car, held a black umbrella, and walked towards the crowd.

Franklin had arrived, wearing a black suit, standing straight with his mouth shut.

It was the first time Sylvia had ever seen something else instead of indifference on his face.

His eyes were red rimmed and he was standing in the front row of the crowd.

She knew that the old Maskelyne raised Franklin up, so he had been very close with the old Maskelyne.

Sylvia walked over and put down the lilies in her hand.

There was melancholy in her eyes. The old Maskelyne had been very kind to her and he had always treated her like she was his granddaughter.

What a pity that she couldn't get a chance to pay him back in this life. She slowly bent over and took three bows.

Her dress had gotten wet in the rain, but she didn't look embarrassed at all. She was thin and beautiful, like a shade of light in the dark.

Who was this beautiful woman?

What was the relationship between her and the Maskelyne family?

No one but Franklin among the younger generation of the Maskelyne family had taken three bows.

Everyone looked at Sylvia in shock.

Even Franklin was shocked. Sylvia...

He didn't know she had been this close to his grandfather.

never liked being around too many people. After

and left in

"Sylvia, stop there!"

an angry

and withdrew

rushed over

you should leave the Maskelyne family as soon

there anything else? I need to go now,"

teenager in front of her was James Maskelyne, the Maskelyne family's

and sister knew about

do you think

quarreling before. No matter what he

as a child, which

was very good at pretending. She always looked sweet

without Franklin's presence, but

let her deceive

the same words every time. Can't you say something

in

anger. She ignored him again! She was

In a coffeehouse.

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Franklin's assistant,

Sylvia signed without even

prepared for

say anything at all.

had been working for Franklin for years and he was one of the few people

inside, he thought of Sylvia and Franklin as a perfect match. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want his boss and

when you married Mr. Maskelyne, you

His properties wouldn't have anything to do with me and I wouldn't get a penny out of

to

it was only natural that they got

live

the coffee house, Sylvia went to the Pearlhall Villa that Logan had purchased for her, it was a bit far

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