Billionaire Is 40

Chapter 40 I Succeeded

Chapter 40 I Succeeded

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If the events before could be considered coincidences, how I'm sure of it-Anna must have known about my death long before. There was no other explanation for why she kept sending my ashes to my loved ones, time and again. It started with Luke, then Grandma, and the rest of the family.

I don't understand it. I was her biological sister. When was alive, she took everything that belonged to me. Why couldn't she leave me in peace even after my death? Why go so far as to torment me with such insanity?

She must have planned it all out, deciding that my death would remain a secret forever.

And why not? They had reduced me to ashes. Over time, naturally, everyone would forget about me.

They would think I was dead-or simply went missing

But didn't that mean I would have to exist in this ghostly form forever? How long would it last?

I appeared, disoriented, beside Grandma. When I saw her tired, aging face, a deep ache settled in my heart.

Mrs. Lambert brought over a glass of milk. She said, "Old Madam, it's getting late, and you haven't had much to eat tonight. Drink some milk and get some sleep. Ms. Chloe will be fine, I'm sure of it."

Grandma sighed and said. "You saw how shameless they are. I don't know what Anna's been feeding them., but ever since Chloe disappeared, there's been no sign of her. That girl, no matter how angry she might have been, was the most filial one. How could she not contact me? It's likely something bad happened to her.

See? Only those who truly care about you will worry about your whereabouts.

"Old Madam, you're overthinking. I think Ms. Chloe was just upset with Mr. Bolton. If she had contacted you earlier, her whereabouts would have been exposed. She's probably trying to make things difficult for Mr. Bolton on purpose."

Grandma argued, "But I sent people to investigate and found nothing. That girl has never been away from home this long, with no trace left behind. And then there's that bloody wedding dress... I...

How could Grandma not be worried? If it weren't for the wedding dress, perhaps we could have devised a plausible explanation for my disappearance.

Mrs. Lambert comforted, "I went to the police station to ask about the wedding drest. They only found the dress; nothing else belonged to Ms. Chloe. If she had truly been murdered, her body would have been discovered by now, wouldn't it? We haven't found anything, have we?"

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society, and she always has bodyguards around her. She's fine, just troubled by her emotions. Young people these days like to just up and leave when they're upset. Maybe she's already gone to a beautiful place to heal her broken heart. You're better off worrying about yourself.

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Chapter 40 I Succeeded

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her face softened.

Lambert cheerfully brought the milk to Grandma and

of exhaustion. Mrs. Lambert pointed to the fine porcelain set and asked, "Old Madam, what should we do with this

knew Grandma didn't like Anna. In the past, Grandma

it. Let it bring blessings to my Chloe. Let's hope she comes

even if you collect all the blessings for me, I won't

doing so would provide Grandma with some comfort and prevent her

watching as Grandma drifted off to sleep. In my ghostly form, I

my death, I had no idea how many nights I had

have to

a trace of my ashes, I could

had an

use this power to find my own remains?

eyes tightly and focused, trying to search for my body's

scene before me had completely changed. I had

is too familiar, a place I could never

"Mom, you know Grandma's temperament. Don't worry yourself over her. Don't harm your health worrying about her. It's not

bowl my mom was holding looked identical to the one Grandma had used. I gritted my

hated me, that was one thing. But how could she disrespect our family

our parents had been so good to

bowl of chicken soup on the coffee table. She said, "Mom,

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