Chapter 818

"Alright, everyone's here, let's get started!"

Conrad announced calmly, his demeanor as steady as ever. He was like an impartial observer, even when dealing with his father's death, going through the motions with an eerie composure. It was a stark contrast to how he used to be; now, it seemed like nothing could shake him.

Dustin quietly donned his black suit, matching the somber occasion, while Ernest stood by, almost as if he belonged to the Wagner family. But everyone knew the history-Ernest had his own reasons for animosity, considering his father had also perished in that car crash alongside Conrad's father.

Ernest's compliance was puzzling, especially for someone with his background. It was out of character for him to be so obediently following Dustin, raising eyebrows all around.

"Hey, what's the deal with Ernest? Did they slip something in his coffee?" Fanny's voice broke through my thoughts, her suspicion evident.

I shrugged. "Beats me. Maybe Dustin's got some dirt on him."

"Dustin's a real piece of work," Fanny muttered, clenching her jaw.

on Ernest. Something seemed

put my finger on

Dustin's voice cut through

was missing, and the funeral was about to

to find her, and I headed to Jacqueline's room. As I pushed open the door, a chill ran down my spine. There she was, lying

Wagner," I

took a

the words died in my throat as I froze on the

blood at the corner of her mouth. A sudden, dreadful thought flashed through my mind, but I couldn't bring myself

behind me. "Mrs. Wagner..." It was Dahlia,

to reality, my voice shaky. "Dahlia, get

panic in her voice. "Something's wrong with

Dustin rushed in soon after. I held Jacqueline's hand, still warm, yet

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