My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

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Author: Alut

Last Updated:2024-11-06 18:27:44

As Maximus, Emma, and Catherine waited in a private room for news about Mary’s condition, Catherine couldn’t help but remember how the girl had come into their lives five years ago. Much of this information was unknown to Maximus.

Mary had been 17 years old when she was suddenly forced to leave her country. Her grandfather, Albert had called her at school and asked to see her when classes ended. Catherine recalled advising Albert that they should leave without telling anyone…

-Flashback-

Albert had called the school and asked Mary to wait for him at the entrance in ten minutes. When he opened the car door, he saw his granddaughter, and she saw the man who had always been strong now looking distraught, his face full of anguish.

“Hurry, Mary, get in! We need to leave now…”

“Grandpa, what’s going on? My things are still inside…”

“That doesn’t matter anymore. Come on!”

She had no choice but to get in. She thought, ‘Regina will pack up my things and bring them home this afternoon.’ The car stopped at a hangar, and the driver asked for their phones.

“Sir, miss, I need your mobile devices and anything that can be tracked.”

“Go on, dear, give him what he asks for!”

“Grandpa?” she responded, a bit scared.

“My dear, there’s so much to explain, but there’s no time right now. I’ll tell you later, but please hand over your things.”

Left with no other choice, Mary handed over her phone. It was the only thing she had with her; there were no extra clothes except her school uniform and a locket with pictures of her mother and grandmother.

The driver handed the devices to another person, and they continued on. Something that caught Mary’s attention was the driver’s accent. They weren’t local, that much was clear, but she couldn’t figure out where they were from. Finally, the driver stopped at a hangar, and they saw a private plane.

I go. Someone will pick you up when you arrive at your

so much, young man! I know how much you’re risking by doing this. I will always be grateful

thank me. It’s our

plane, they took their seats. Mary’s legs were trembling like jelly, and she was sweating cold. She didn’t

sit down and fasten your seatbelt. We’re

going? And why are we leaving like this? We don’t have anything with

captain’s voice came over the plane’s

your seatbelts. We will take

little. His expression softened,

I can tell you what’s going on,

“What’s happening, Grandpa?”

old family friend to expand the construction business. This friend has been making shady moves and defrauding many businessmen. I’m the owner and legal representative, so

“But…where are we going?”

18, and this problem would catch up to you as well. So I asked for a favor from some old family friends. You don’t know them, but they are

you. I don’t care what they take from us. I just want you to stay with

Our family lawyer has stayed behind to clear our name and to find the

large mountains began to

miss, we’ve arrived. Please fasten your seatbelts;

Mary realized that the men in Hesperia had spoken with the same accent. They had arrived in

get in the car! They’re

“Yes, Grandpa!”

streets, and picturesque houses with flower-filled pots. The place seemed frozen in time. Suddenly, a huge mansion came into view. She was amazed—she had never seen anything like it. The car entered the property, and an older

“Oh welcome, Albert!”

Mary only understood the greeting. She was surprised to hear how fluently her grandfather began to

say hello to Mrs.

“But…”

can speak in

“Okay, hello, Mrs. Catherine!”