Chapter 126: A New production Grey eventually left the gym after some more exercises. He felt more cool and relaxed now. The first thing on his mind was tospeak with Beatrice.

He blamed himself for not asking for her number or where he could find her.

Well, he drove right back to the graveyard.

Hopefully that he would meet her again.

There was no one around the graveyard.

So, he walked back to the place where they sat previously.

He saw Beatrice on the chair, sobbing silently.

She must have been devastated or perhaps confused, especially because Grey accused her of murder.

Grey walked closer, only stopping a few inches away.

"Hi, Beatrice." Beatrice stopped at once and craned her neck towards Grey, a smile appeared on her face and she stood up.

“Grey, you came back?” She seemed happy.

Grey nodded once.

"Can we leave here? I need to have a chat with you.” Beatrice nodded quickly and wiped off the tears.” It’s ok then.” Greyled her to his car.

He pulled out of the graveyard, towards nowhere in particular.

He finally found the right spot and parked.

"What have you been doing all these years? Where are your children?” He bombarded.

He also wanted to ask her why she looked so unkempt but that might come as an insult.

So, he decided against it quickly.

Beatrice swallowed harder and looked out through the window.

"Your mother wasn't the only precious thing that I lost that night.

I lost my mentality as well," she finally looked at Grey and he saw a drop of tears from her left cheek.

lost my only son,

before

long, I had to leave because I

Stuttered." I couldn't protect him,” and she burst into

and it took him every ounce of his

had suffered so

wearing dirty clothes just because she wanted to keep her promise

there were still

definition of a great

a hug, not mindful of how dirty she

was

so sorry, Young master,” Beatrice

happened to you,” he hesitated, “Mother,” he called softly Beatrice nearly

and shock mirrored

“Mother?”

and

they died already, And

you will always

used to be my nanny Beatrice tried to smile but the tears dropped

me as your mother? Grey

you are my

the position?" "Grey," Beatrice cried even harder

grown into

you are Hale and healthy," she stroked his back “Don’t cry,”

here for you

that Victor couldn't give you.” Beatrice pulled back again, with the same surprised expression.” You

lost your son

gained

status." Beatrice was still confused.” What? Have you taken over your

but I’m still

we must

kept the secret to my mother's cream recipe?” “Yes, I did.” Grey smiled.” Why don’t we start on that journey already?

go back

come

your son

out Smooth Therapy and create a world

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