No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 813

Sinclair gave Mr. Wagner a respectful nod and then approached Jacqueline with genuine sorrow in his eyes.

For a moment, I almost believed Sinclair was here purely to offer his condolences. But after that fierce confrontation with Dustin in the basement, I knew better.

"Mom," Conrad said, walking over to Jacqueline.

Her eyes were brimming with tears as she nodded, "Put on your mourning clothes and pay your respects to your father."

Conrad seemed to have regained some composure. The housekeeper helped him into his mourning attire, and he stood beside Jacqueline.

There weren't many others present.

They say when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. It seemed to hold true.

The Wagner family had certainly lost its influence once it passed from Conrad's hands to Dustin's. And with Dustin tangled up with the Clark family, rumors were bound to have reached some ears.

Those who could avoid coming simply did.

The deceased wouldn't know the difference between a crowded room or an empty

one.

"Escort Mr. Anderson out!"

just finished his respects

leave so easily, yet he insisted on asking

my

linking her arm with mine, "I'll

going anywhere. Jacqueline needed support, and with Fanny by my side,

mix of defiance and anger, but there was little

Mr. Anderson, feel free to rest in the lounge," Dustin

glanced at Fanny,

men remained stationed outside, making their intentions clear

of stormy gray. I had never seen him so riled

then, someone rushed in and

Lord

surprise;

thieves.

scheming that led to my parents'

family's past kindness, I couldn't forget

suit, his expression devoid of

on their hands, felt little

for mourning-or

the moment