Chapter 125: A revenge Grey stared for a moment, shocked. “Wait, I don’t understand this. Do you meanthat Hattie killed my mother?" Beatrice nodded once.

“I believe so.

But she has someone working for her somewhere around us, we just didn’t notice.

This was the only mistake that we made," she sobbed quietly.

Grey couldn’t think it through for a moment.

It felt like a heavy load had descended on him.

He couldn’t believe it.

That his mother was indeed poisoned? Someone killed her and she didn’t die a natural death? “So, I had to leave thatnight, with everything about your mother's cream." ULIL Grey observed Beatrice for a moment.

“Cream?” Beatrice nodded once.

"Your mother has some recipe for it but she wasn't able to create a company for it before she died.

She didn’t want anyone to steal the recipe.

So, she told me to take everything away and keep it safe,” she explained.

Greg released a sigh and looked away.

There was a lot he didn't know and was already discovering.

He wondered however how much he would still learn.

Well, something like why Rio killed his father.

He didn't even know if he was ready for the revelation.

"You don't know how happy I am to see you today, young master.” Grey looked at Beatrice andsmiled.

"How did you escape the claw of Hattie all these years?” Beatrice released a sigh slowly.

"I've been staying everywhere and recently I moved to this church.

Well, Hattie gave up the search years back.

It hasn't been easy for me as I couldn't find a decent job,” she expressed.

father thought you killed my

didn’t do

Grey nodded once.

his instinct was kicking

just as he had trusted

suddenly, in a bid to

very exhausted already

a moment, “home, I need to leave

Grey shook his head.

not interested in

will rather leave." "But-" she started

leave now," he walked away and left Beatrice staring

when his muscle contracted and he felt a

gazed heavenward as he tried to push the tears back

fist clenched

voice entered his voice when

looked back at Alfred and eventually succeeded

get you

will be

changed and perhaps go to the

about something," he said instead, not willing to talk

pent-up feelings were almost suffocating

fresh air, he needed a place where he would be able

inside the car and

where he

Alfred inquired as Grey

Grey nodded briefly.

get somewhere

Alfred nodded once.

you ready to leave now? I can tell Saint to drop you off.” “I will leave now

you at night to ask about

car was silent as he had a

things he wanted to

going

Smooth therapy really about? And what type of poison did she even usefor his mother?

But maybe just later.

get some fresh

would

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