Chapter 1299

Yerick drove, taking Wesley away from the house.

It was only then that Wesley realized the place Yerick had brought him to was desolate, with only a small house in sight. The area was so remote that there were no streetlights.

"Yerry, why did you buy a house here?" Wesley asked.

"It's quiet. I like it," Yerick replied.

"It's quiet, alright, but it's so isolated and with no shops nearby. Did you live here before?" Wesley asked.

"Godfather, this is just a place I come to when I want to clear my head. Plus, with a car, it's easy to go anywhere," Yerick explained.

They had been driving for about ten minutes, but through the car window, Wesley still hadn't seen any other residents. It felt eerily silent.

After a while, the car came to a stop. There were lights here now, but they didn't seem like public streetlights.

"Godfather, let's get out. My mom is just ahead."

two of them, holding

The cold wind blew, giving

was a ring

usual cemetery where people

the flowers in front of the tombstone. "Mom, I've come to see you. I'm sorry I'm a bit late today. Some things held me up, and

turned to Wesley. "Godfather, come over here and meet my

before him, he felt a tightness in his chest,

the name "J" was engraved, with a small inscription beside it: "Dedicated by her

what's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?" Yerick

buried here?" Wesley asked, his voice filled with

wouldn't have liked being buried

mine. I bought it, and I can bury whoever I want here. Godfather when you pass away, I can bury you here too, next to my

Wesley exclaimed, shocked. "What are

didn't mean to say that. I guess it's just

gently touching the

When

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