No Strings Attached

Chapter 293

Clara's aunt pointed an accusing finger at Clara. "I always said you and your mother were nothing but bad omens, bringing just bad luck. You just had to take Reed to see the doctor, and now look what happened! The man's gone, and we were all counting on him to make ends meet."

"I bet she had something to do with Reed's death. She probably wants to hog that family heirloom all to herself."

"With all the grandchildren we have, there's no way that treasure should go to just her. She's always been a financial drain. We ought to auction it off and split the cash."

"Yeah, sell it and split the proceeds."

In a flash, Reed's funeral had turned into a scene of greed and division.

bowed, silent amidst the chaos, her mind filled with images of Grandpa Reed in his suit. She was wracked with guilt. If only she hadn't taken Reed away that day, maybe he'd still be alive. The cacophony of insults and reproaches seemed to

pocket and presenting it to the clamorous crowd. "Grandpa Reed knew you lot would pull a stunt like this, so he donated the heirloom to

seal. Tears, which had been stubbornly absent until then, suddenly cascaded down her cheeks.

He wanted us all fawning over him to the very end. And now, all our efforts

the funeral expenses, but in the end, Casey and Clara shouldered the costs. Even at the burial, several of

statue as if she had cried all her tears in

comforting arm around her shoulders. "Clara, let's head back home. We can come visit Grandpa Reed again in a few days,"

looked up, her eyes red and swollen. "Has

expression darkened. "Yes, she's been found. My father has her locked

"Take me to her."

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