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!"

had just finished his respects when

well Sinclair wouldn't leave so easily, yet he

for my

on quickly, linking her arm with mine, "I'll stay with

Jacqueline needed support, and with Fanny by

with a mix of defiance and anger, but there was little he could do. This was, after

free to rest in the lounge," Dustin

nodded lightly, glanced at Fanny, and exited

even as Sinclair left, his men remained stationed outside,

of stormy gray. I had never seen him so

in and whispered, "Mr. Clark is

Lord

arrival was no surprise;

thieves.

that led to my

the Wagner family's past kindness, I

in a white linen suit, his expression devoid of

men, with blood on their hands,

for mourning-or perhaps to plot with

the