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This was Freya’s mother, Bernice Turner.

Bernice Turner was lying in a pool of blood, and her body was covered in bruises. And there was a shining knife in her heart.

Looking at the picture on her phone, Freya could almost imagine how her mother had been brutally murdered.

Knife after knife, keep her bleeding.

Freya clapped her hands to her mouth to stop herself from crying. Her tears rolled down in big drops.

Freya was in college when Bernice died. Although she went to college in Arkpool City, where living on campus was popular, she still lived in the dormitory and only went home on holidays.

Her mother’s death was certainly a bit sudden. However, her mother had never been well, so when Maximus told her Bernice had died of illness, Freya had no doubt.

By the time Freya got home, Bernice’s body had already been cremated. She never got the chance to say goodbye to Bernice. She was sorry and miserable and resented Maximus for not letting her see her mother for the last time, but she had no idea that her mother would die so tragically.

Freya covered her face and sobbed quietly. Her mother had not died of illness. She had been brutally murdered!

She was gentle and tolerant, and even when Aleksandra stepped on her nose, and Maximus betrayed her repeatedly and took all of her money, she never argued with them. Who did this to such a good woman?

“Mom…”

Freya clutched her cell phone in her hand, “Tell me, mom, who killed you? I’ll avenge you! I must avenge you!”

Freya tried to wipe the tears from her eyes. She knew that fighting violence with violence was not a good way. But she also couldn’t helplessly look at the mother die tragically and do nothing, she must think of a way to find out the murderer that killed her mother and let that person pay dearly!

hell did this to you?!

her this message. She called, but all she got was a mechanical female voice on the other end, “Sorry, the number you dialed does not

to think who sent her this photo, and what his purpose, she just wanted to find out who brutally killed

Yes, Maximus!

He must know something!

that in mind,

clearly impatient, “Who? It’s the

“Maximus, it’s Freya.”

my mom didn’t die of a

“Freya?”

talking about in the middle of the night! Your mother died of a cerebral hemorrhage, didn’t

didn’t die

She died in a pool of

mother clearly died of

voice got a little louder, “Freya, I think you’re getting worse and worse. You have no respect for your elders, and you have your head in

of grace do you have when a mistress could send away the hostess and a daughter could be sold so easily? Tell me, Maximus, how did my

Maximus roared angrily, “You’re getting

hung up the

knew that even if she called Maximus again, she

to the bottom of her

die unsatisfied, I will give

blood, how could it not hurt! Mom, you

mumbled over and over again, “Mom, I’m sorry I didn’t protect you well, and I didn’t protect Josiah well. Josiah is still unconscious. Mom, you must bless