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.

around too many people. After that,

and left in

"Sylvia, stop there!"

her, an angry

stopped and

over and stopped in front

tone, "Sylvia, you should leave the Maskelyne family as soon as you can! You don't

need to go

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

and sister knew about her marriage

you think you

at quarreling before. No matter what he said, she always didn't seem

as a child, which pissed him

She always looked sweet in front

without Franklin's presence,

her

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

she got in the

James stamped his feet in anger. She

In a coffeehouse.

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Howlett, Franklin's assistant,

Sylvia signed without even

prepared

anything at all. She

and he was one of the few people

heart, he didn't want his boss and Sylvia to divorce, but he was an

Mr. Maskelyne, you signed a pre-up, do

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

to get what they

natural that they got a

could live

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

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