"Are you not going to explain it?" A deep voice came from behind. I was stunned for a second until I realized it was Josiah who had followed me behind.

I was overwhelmed with a sense of dread but I tried to remain calm, "What to explain?"

He raised his eyebrows, "What if he wrongly accused you for pushing Andrea?"

I looked down to the floor as a sense of bitterness engulfed me, "It doesn't matter who did it, what matters most is that Andrea was hurt. Well, there must be someone to bear the responsibility." "Fine!" Josiah went straight out of the villa with his medical kit in his hand.

Perhaps he went to check on Andrea's condition at the hospital.

It just took an hour to drive from the villa to Robert's mansion, but I felt as if it took forever as I was in complete drowsiness.

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felt sick inside. I tried to force everything

you must be so delicate now that only a ride could

their lives in an accident a few years back, leaving Hendrix as their only child. Hendrix's uncle, Trent, became Dalton's only

my aunt. Well, grudges seemed to take

uncomfortable feeling of my stomach while greeting her politely, "Nice to

background, Dalton had treated me so well. Perhaps, this was the reason behind her grudge. It could also because the old man was so fond of Hendrix that he entrusted the whole family to Hendrix. I guessed Kennedy just couldn't accept this, and this explained why she vented all

sardonic look. Realizing that there was no one else in the car, she gave me a long face, "Humph, how come the Hendrix, the young master did not even attend his grandfather's funeral?" The funeral was crowded with people so I had to put on my Pan Am smile. I tried to find an excuse as it might be inappropriate for Hendrix's absence, "Hendrix has something urgent and he might be late." "Haha! So, this is the one

make fun of me in order not to lose face in

we entered the house, I could see Dalton's memorial right in the middle of the hall. A high-end cinerary casket was hidden behind the memorial tablet, with ashes after the cremation. White

them were from the upper class. While Trent and Kennedy were in charge of greeting the people inside and outside of the mansion, I was in charge of the mourning

Reid," Minnie Parker greeted me as she was holding a

Roberts was wealthy and influential, there were not many members of the

me in great compassion, "This is

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