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 when Dustin decided

knew full well Sinclair wouldn't leave so easily, yet he insisted on asking

my Seven,"

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

needed support, and with Fanny by my side, Sinclair had a reason

and anger, but there was little he could do. This was, after all, a place for

to rest in the lounge,"

lightly, glanced at Fanny, and exited the

stationed outside, making their intentions clear without a

a shade of stormy gray. I had never seen

then, someone rushed in and whispered, "Mr.

Lord

surprise; . Wagner were as

thieves.

their scheming that led to

kindness, I

a white linen suit, his expression devoid of any real

blood on their hands, felt little for

be for mourning-or perhaps to plot with

him from the