Chapter 264 Rubbing Salt On The Wound

The hospital corridor in the early morning.

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Hazel sat on a cold chair, carefully flipping through the documents inside. Apart from the ones in her hands, the rest were with the Scott family.

Her mother had already changed her name before she married into the Robinson family.

After reading what was inside, Hazel felt as if she was enveloped in a dark cloud.

From the heart to the limbs, there was a pervasive numbness and exhaustion.

Hazel had someone destroy the documents in her hands, while also learning from Johnson that Leo had already destroyed other electronic

versions.

I didn't sleep all night, and my eyes started to feel sore.

In the blink of an eye, a few drops of tears would flow out, and she casually wiped them away with her fingertips. Hazel stood up and said, "Let's go, clean up this mess before leaving Los Angeles, so that it won't cause any more trouble for me in the future." The black Bentley swiftly weaved through the bustling streets of Los Angeles, heading towards a secluded area, becoming more and more remote as it went further.

Apart from the old Los Angeles aristocracy, few people nowadays know about the former bustling glory that once existed here. The car stopped on the empty land that had long been leveled. Hazel tightened her coat and looked at the desolate land in front of her. It was hard to imagine that the most famous legendary figure of Los Angeles once lived here.

A hundred years ago, the major aristocratic families felt honored to be able to enter here, but now only the cold autumn wind blows through.

Marlon, her grandfather.

The Fowler family reached the peak of dominance.

Not only in Los Angeles, but even in later cities like Seattle and Baltimore, those children of wealthy families would respectfully call him Mr. Fowler when they saw him.

Not to mention the members of the Fowler family themselves, even the butler, driver, and servants of the Fowler family were also sought after by many people outside.

But several decades ago, there was a turmoil.

The Fowler family's strength became the prime target that the Northern power centers wanted to seize, with numerous dirty and despicable

means.

In order to protect his only daughter, Marlon sent her abroad and took care of everything she would need for her future life. Hazel's mother, Jessie, was once the most prestigious socialite in Los Angeles, and she was the apple of her grandfather's eye. However, during the prime of her life, she encountered a man named Ivan Scott.

After being deceived both emotionally and physically, she finally realized that Ivan had approached her with a hidden agenda from the beginning.

The purpose was to swallow up the wealth of the Fowler family!

The document clearly stated that someone used unscrupulous means to steal her grandmother's ashes and forced her grandfather to commit suicide.

Otherwise, he would pour all of his ex-wife

ashes into the fire, so that she would never be at peace in her next life.

Her grandfather, a person like that, only loved one woman in his lifetime, her grandmother. The two of them grew up together, got married, and had children.

She let her mother see the most beautiful aspect of love.

So her mother believed firmly that there was the purest and most beautiful love in the world, and she longed for it in her heart.

Unfortunately, until her death, she regretted her choices.

Ivan, the head of the Scott family.

A prominent figure that led the northern aristocratic circle.

Also Hazel's...

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Hazel brought Johnson to a mountain hollow.

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Chapter 264 Rubbing Salt On The Wound

in the early

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chair, carefully flipping through the documents inside. Apart from the ones in her hands, the rest were with the

changed her name

inside, Hazel felt as if she was enveloped in

heart to the limbs, there was a pervasive numbness and

while also learning from Johnson that Leo had already destroyed other

versions.

sleep all night, and my eyes started to feel

up and said, "Let's go, clean up this mess before leaving Los Angeles, so that it won't cause any more trouble for me in the future." The black Bentley swiftly weaved through the bustling streets of Los Angeles, heading towards a secluded area, becoming more and more remote as it went

from the old Los Angeles aristocracy, few people nowadays know about the former bustling glory that once existed here. The car stopped on the empty land that had long been leveled. Hazel tightened her coat and looked at the desolate land in front of her. It was hard to imagine that the most famous legendary figure of

honored to be able to

Marlon, her grandfather.

family reached the

only in Los Angeles, but even in later cities like Seattle and Baltimore, those children of wealthy families would respectfully call him Mr. Fowler when

even the butler, driver, and servants of the Fowler family

decades ago, there was a

Northern power centers wanted

means.

was once the

that

up the wealth of the Fowler

document clearly stated that someone used unscrupulous means to steal her grandmother's ashes and forced her grandfather to commit

never be at peace in her next life. Her grandfather, a person

and had children.

see the

was the purest and most beautiful love in the

her heart. Unfortunately, until her death, she regretted her

of the

figure that led

Also Hazel's...

brought Johnson to a

Rubbing Salt

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aside the tangled vines, B stone door crafted from giant

chilly basement

figure collapsed on

been developing in Los Angeles, he has never set foot on this side of

again.

being brought here last night, he was immediately thrown into this

he also took away all the brightness of this

to freeze in this

the slightest sound would be amplified several times

moment, with Hazel's arrival, the oil

left ventilation cracks, causing the candle flame

even more cerie

time, Keegan also finally saw

in the Fowler's villa, didn't know that there was such a large secret room in the back

Fowler family in the martial

eyes, could it be true that those rumors from the past were real? co

but left it all behind

thought of this, couldn't help but tremble with

of depression have

of the Fowler

cealed

space

filled with mystery.

the moment I stepped in, I felt a sense of

inflamed wound on the ground, Hazel's gaze swept over the dark corner of the basement, where all the new products she

it something you will confess on your own, or do I

with a stick, blood was flowing,

the dark basement, the smell of blood

Keegan suddenly burst

I had to do. What

at

more unpleasant, causing nausea.

with

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