Spencer returned to Southridge as he stood by the entrance with a cane in hand.

Spencer had aged greatly in a month as he couldn’t accept Henry’s death. He now looked like an old man with white hair.

Even the way he held the cane had somewhat resembled Mr. Nacht.

“Mr. Spencer!” Jamie got off the car and ran towards Spencer.

The kids had treated Spencer as their Great-grandpa ever since Henry’s death. They shared the respect and dependency they had for Henry with Spencer.

“Hello, Jamie.” Spencer bent over to hug Jamie and patted him on his back. “I’m so glad to see you.”

too.” Jamie giggled. “Are you

better.” Spencer rubbed Jamie’s head. “It’s getting cold. We

he held the

by the car as he watched Spencer. He frowned and

lowered their

kept quiet

like I’m an unwanted

smiled warmly at

and smiled. “I’ve prepared some tea in my study room while waiting. Would you like

don’t mind if I

the servants to make tea as he entered the villa side by side

reached out for a glass of wine, Spencer stopped him. “You shouldn’t

servants froze

his hand and the servants quickly backed

listen to those rascals, Mr. Spencer,”

sadly. “I knew Cynthia was up to no good from the start. Yet, I didn’t think she would do such a thing

had known that you were poisoned, he would have regretted for trusting the

history now. So, there’s no point talking about it anymore,”

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