Chapter 226

“Exactly! Just look at how this funeral has become the talk of the town. Old Mr. Sorelle indeed hadn’t doted on you for nothing.”

A humble grin spread across Joseline’s face as she lay in Hanson’s embrace.

“This is the least I can do for Grandpa. I only hope he can rest in peace.”

That had always been her forte—to put on a filial act so flawlessly when the situation called for it.

Nevertheless, Angeline was not even mentioned throughout their entire exchange.

As Hanson watched Joseline’s pretentious behavior, a wave of disgust assailed his heart. “I’ll head over there to help out. You can keep our relatives company.

“Sure.”

With a smile playing on her lips, Joseline wore her usual look of a considerate wife as she suggested, “Hanson, you must be tired after helping me for so long. Why don’t you go rest up for a bit in the lounge first? I’ve got this covered.”

“Mm.”

Hanson shot the woman a meaningful glance and could not help scoffing inwardly.

Joseline must’ve spent a lot of effort to get her hands on Sorelle Group. To think that she’d hold such a grand funeral for her grandpa—she must be desperate to show the world how dutiful she is.

At the thought of that, Hanson unwittingly caught a glimpse of Angeline not far away among the crowd. There the woman was, holding the hands of a boy and a girl on each side, seemingly trying to keep a low profile.

Hanson could not help but feel sorry. He then paced steadily toward Angeline.

At that point in time, Angeline was in a dilemma after hearing Floretta’s bizarre question.

“Look, Angel, that’s Old Mr. Sorelle’s photo right there. But why haven’t I seen him anywhere? We’re celebrating his birthday, are we not? Why’s everyone crying?”

Floretta looked up at Angeline, her big, round eyes shining with puzzlement.

to well up in her eyes once more. She turned to the side and silently

tiny hand and anxiously gestured for the

tilted her head, looking even

crystal coffin over there? Grandpa will be staying inside it from now on. He’s gone to a very beautiful place, so

seemed pretty dejected. “Then, will I be able to

to visit all of us,” comforted Angeline gently, but she

she did not have the heart to tell Floretta the hard truth, so

though he did not utter

sad as they were and was glad that he was

that moment, a warm, male voice rang out.

back to her senses. She lifted her head and landed her gaze on the man. At once, her eyes turned

“Hello, Mr. Yiurk.”

he heard the way Angeline addressed him. “Actually, Angeline, you don’t have

we’re not that

She was polite yet distant at

like he wanted to get something off his chest. Still, he held back his

are to be gathered in front. You’re also one of the

it be if not that wife of yours?” mocked Angeline

leave a sullen look on Hanson’s face. Outraged, the man

do this? Come

not actually care at all. “I did come late with Sebastian and Floretta. Besides,

words struck Hanson with guilt. Helpless, he apologized, “I’m

response to that. He seems to have changed. He used to be so confident in the past,

all over the place. Without conscious thought, she curled her lips into a sneer, and

not even bothered

Wilfred finally went six feet under, only to pull such

had never been close to Wilfred. They had not even bothered to visit Wilfred when he was on his deathbed. The only thing they had ever cared about was

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255