My Heart only Beats for You

Chapter 2478

"Mr.Tremaine, do you really think it's a good idea to hide away from the world after Miss Cowell's death? Or do you think that Miss Cowell would want you to do this?"

"If you don't know, then I can tell you with utmost certainty that Miss Cowell would absolutely not want you to do this! Because the Miss Cowell I know is a kind and honest woman. Even if she had broken up with you, she won't want you to live a bad life. She will certainly hope that after she dies, you can live well!"

However, even after Sheldon had come out with a bunch of reasons, Tremaine seemed unmoved.

He just waved his hand, a pinch of weariness between his brows. "All right, you've already said what you want to say. Now, leave, I still have work to deal with."

"Mr. Tremaine!"

"Ding ding ding."

All of a sudden, a ringtone sounded rapidly through the air. Tremaine answered his phone, his expression changing instantly when he heard.

It was a call from someone from the palace. They told him that Madam Quartley was going to commit suicide.

Tremaine arrived at the Quartley Palace as fast as he could.

Yuliana was there to greet him before he could even see his grandmother.

No matter how much I persuaded her, it was no use. In the end, I intended to let her rest and left. But who would have thought that she would retrieve a bottle of paraquat from somewhere and proclaim that if you wanted to abdicate, then it

heart sank when

Paraquat!

go so far as to use this

a colorless and tasteless chemical, but just one sip could

it all was that

administered in time they could be saved. However, there was

bit by bit, leaving them in untold agony as they slowly head towards their

no longer took heed of Yuliana and almost

he came upon

with a bottle in her hand, a

was in the middle of begging her to stop

Quartley remained

Rorita's eyes when she saw

Quartley wouldn't make a move so quickly and was prepared to tell Tremaine that night when he returned. She didn't expect that, not even half an hour later, Madam Quartley

да

bottle down! One sip that would kill you! And it won't be a quick death! Your lungs would slowly shut down, breathing

suffocate yourself to death!"

her about the severity of the