He wouldn’t believe Maureen was dead until he saw it with his own eyes!

In the pitch–black night, Geoffrey stood frozen–faced, silently watching the fresh grave being dug open.

His heart leaped to his throat when a bodyguard finally stepped forward holding a cremation urn.

“Mr. Sutton.”

Geoffrey stood ramrod straight, his expression unreadable in the darkness.

“Take it back.”

During the return journey, Geoffrey remained eerily calm.

Normally transparent with his emotions, today nobody could tell whether he felt joy or sorrow.

Though sleep–deprived for days, he felt no drowsiness leaning against the headrest.

Geoffrey’s narrowed eyes gazed through the car window at Maureen’s childhood city, her face flooding his mind. while her voice seemed to echo:

“Geoff, will you hold me?

I’m so cold…”

“Geoff, would you grieve if I died?”

“Geoff… I always wanted you to be happy…”

His throat tightened inexplicably.

Nobody noticed the reflection of Geoffrey’s chiseled features in the window, his eyes faintly rimmed with red.

In this world, nobody truly needs anyone else.

After Geoffrey brought Maureen’s ashes home, everyone who knew her accepted she was gone.

The same conclusion emerged when they found Gareth.

After brief sighs of pity, everyone resumed their calm lives.

Only Geoffrey was different.

He did nothing but eat, sleep, and work at the company day and night.

Even retrieving Maureen’s belongings from Gareth’s place was left to Sean.

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Geoffrey had grown more withdrawn, as

“What’s going

head.

Robson, do you think Mr. Sutton actually

Sean’s phoenix–like eyes flickered

“Who knows?”

car and told the

back, Sean rubbed

was he rushing to restructure Ramirez

know how much that company meant to her–built from scratch by her father Juan Ramirez, who

why send people to

know Maureen had cut ties with Noelle and her brother.

mistreated

him, didn’t she have everything anyone else

too harshly, too cruelly–as if she

they arrived at a

of the car, glancing around. “This place isn’t

thousand per square

the driver replied.

Sean, these properties

people could never

entrance, a

all in the

you must

knew this seemingly refined man was

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her. “Where

“I’m not his attendant. How would I

time

housekeeper walked

moved to discipline

but Sean stopped him.

assistant frowned–since when did their young

straight to the master

belongings lay piled inside, clearly gathered

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