Facade of Love

Chapter 39 Condolences

Seeing me cry, he managed a wry smile with a hoarse voice. “Child, don’t cry. I was bound to die sooner or later. Death is a release. But I just didn’t expect it to come so soon. I wanted to arrange your future for you, but it seems that’s not possible

now.”

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I bit my l*p, my b*dy trembling uncontrollably with grief, almost unable to utter a word. I could only hold his hand tightly, trying to keep him with me in this way.

“Dad, please don’t be in such a rush to go, okay? I still have so much to tell you. Five years ago, I wasn’t willful, I didn’t…”

“My silly child,” he interrupted, looking at me tenderly and smiling faintly. “It’s okay, it’s all in the past now. I’ve been too strict with you all these years, and I’ve wronged you. Yvette, the Scott Corporation will be left to you. Once I’m gone, there’ll surely be chaos within the corporation, but I have arranged for a new CEO. Your mother will tell you about it. From now on, you must take good care of your mother. No matter what happens, don’t act impulsively, understand?”

I nodded, desperately trying to control my emotions, and said to him, “Dad, you can rest assured I will definitely take good care of Mom. I promise I will.”

He nodded and sighed lightly. “The child in your belly… It’s unfortunate that I won’t get to see it. Yvette, if Idris is not a good man, you don’t need to concern yourself too much with him in the future. Since he has made his choice, you shouldn’t have to suffer. But from now on, you’ll have to face everything on your own. Child, I’m sorry, I won’t be able to protect you anymore.” “Dad…” I managed to say, already crying uncontrollably.

My father’s breathing grew weaker, and suddenly, the machines started beeping urgently. The doctors pulled me away, trying to bring my father back from the brink.

one last time. I stumbled out of the

emergency

place, my vision blurred by tears,

partings. Someone handed me a tissue and sighed softly. “Our condolences, please make preparations for the deceased’s

and tubes that had tried to save my father’s life were removed one by one. His b*dy was then cleaned up and taken out of

I wanted to follow, but my legs felt as if they were filled with

He pulled me out

left me without the ability to think or act for a long time until the funeral

of his departure left me unsure of how to face

did not let one have the chance to prepare

sent to the funeral home, trouble arose at Scott Corporation. The call was from my father’s secretary, Marcus

end was urgent. Before I could say anything, he said, “After the chairman fell ill, a problem arose with GleamGate Media’s finances, and several major shareholders of the

phone, my voice was a bit hoarse as I said, “Uncle Marcus,

register the news, but then after a moment,

is no longer

said, my voice choked up. “The funeral home has

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