Chapter 169

"So, you're afraid that the truth about his mother's death would upset him again?"

"Yes." Albert nodded. "The psychologist suggested taking it slow, waiting until Mr. Frost's condition

improves."

"Got it."

I replied calmly, not feeling any other emotions. In fact, if it weren't for Grandfather's dying instructions, I wouldn't even want to deal with the Frost family's affairs.

However, when I returned home and thought about Ryan's plight, I couldn't help but feel a trace of... pity.

But soon, remembering how he had shouted at me in the ward, that pitiful trace of pity vanished

completely.

I suddenly hated myself a bit, hated that I was always unable to come up with a foolproof plan.

Lying bored on the sofa, Jane suddenly arrived.

I opened the door. "Why didn't you just use your fingerprint to get in?"

"was afraid I might see something I shouldn't."

her own pair of house slippers, glanced at me, and got straight to the point. "Why so

tossed her a bottle of juice, settled back into the sofa, and chuckled self-deprecatingly.

over with a smile. "Too bad I don't understand. Can you be more direct and

up." I sighed. "Originally, I could have presented evidence that her mother killed Ryan's

the whole story briefly

the young bitch away, but now an old

eyes, Jane drank some juice, snorted coldly. "But it's no surprise that

he ever

rhetorical question left me

It seemed like never.

say anything more. After a while, I finally realized that Jane's

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right either.

would have cursed Jessica out loud upon

she was acting

her reddened eyes. "What happened? Why are you about to

hide anything, saying frankly, "Tom is going to get

a wealthy

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on the sofa, tears falling freely, "Charlotte, I don't want to like him anymore. I hate myself for ever liking him.

out, in his heart, I can be his mistress. It's

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