It was obvious that Willow had overheard their conversation as she confidently strode down the stairs.

Yale instinctively turned to look at her.

“What can you do?” He did not believe that she would be able to do anything now.

“Dad, trust me for the very last time. I can do it.” An unfathomable glint flashed past her eyes. She looked rather frightening.

“Willa, can you tell us what you're going to do? If you want us to trust you, you have to let us know about your plans!”

There was no such thing as blind trust in this world.

“Mom, just trust me. There is nothing else you can do, even if you don't believe me, right?”

Since they couldn't do anything, their only choice was to trust her! She was confident she could succeed this time.

Yale and Charmaine exchanged glances and nodded in the end.

It was the truth that they couldn't do anything about Sophie even if Tristan was not by her side.

“You must then exercise caution. You are well aware of Mr. Tristan's temper. He will never let you off the hook if he discovers your scheme.”

They were all afraid of Tristan. As a result, they failed to make any progress with their schemes.

“I understand. Don't worry about me.”

Willow smiled confidently.

Clayton really helped me out. Sophie won't be able to see what's coming this time!

Charmaine couldn't help but feel worried upon seeing Willow's smile.

Nevertheless, she did not know what she could do.

“Look at Willa. She won't do anything rash, right?” Charmaine asked. Willow and Sophie's relationship was already irreparable.

If she truly did something horrendous to Willow, it would only complicate matters further because they would be unable to explain it to Tristan.

“All right! Let's go to sleep! It's her freedom to do whatever she wants. We don't know anything!” Caleb replied. It would be great if Willow succeeded in her plan. If she failed, it would be her own fault and has nothing to do with anyone else.

Charmaine questioned, “She's your daughter. Do you not even care about her in the slightest?”

“I want to care about her, but do I have the right to do that? Who gave me the right to do that?”

It's not as if Charmaine has an idea, either.

The following morning, everyone drove behind the hearse that was carrying Josiah's body to the crematorium.

This was Josiah's final request.

He chose to be cremated.

Morgan also came, dressed in black. He looked disheveled and tired as if he had aged a lot.

Josiah's comrades, who used to fight on the same battlefield, came to send Josiah off for the last time.

Once they saw Morgan, they began weeping with him. Josiah had been a kind person his whole life, so many people could not get over his death.

Everyone was heartbroken at the moment.

Nevertheless, Morgan was starting to come to terms with Josiah's death.

“Morgan, what do you plan to do after this?” Morgan had been by Josiah's side his whole life. Where could he go after Josiah's death?

“After matters pertaining Old Mr. Tanner's funeral are settled, I'm returning home.” He had been by Josiah's side his whole life.

Now that Josiah had passed on, he did not have any attachments anymore.

“Ah, Josiah was a good person, but it seems his son can't accept you. If you face any difficulty, you can always come and see us!”

Since they used to be comrades, they did not wish for Morgan to be at wits' end.

“Don't worry about me. I can take good care of myself!” Today, I only wish to send my best buddy off for the very last time. Then, I'll no longer need to worry about him anymore.

Sophie's eyes welled up with tears as she saw Josiah being pushed into the furnace and coming out in an urn, but she tried her best to keep a smile on her face.

“Grandpa, goodbye! We will live well!” Sophie tried to sound nonchalant.

There were many people present to send Josiah off on that day.

Their eyes reddened when they saw Sophie carrying Josiah's urn.

Josiah was really gone. He was no longer present in this world.

Even Willow felt a pang in her heart.

On the side, Caleb could not stop crying.

In the end, after Josiah's funeral matters were settled properly, everyone started placing flowers one after the other in front of his grave.

It started drizzling at this juncture.

Felix immediately instructed his subordinates to prepare hundreds of black umbrellas to be distributed to every guest at the funeral.

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