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,

died before I

long, I had to leave because I

your age, i_i_," she Stuttered." I couldn't protect

and it took him every ounce

woman before him had suffered so much and

useless life and wearing dirty clothes just because she wanted

still good friends on

the definition of a great

pulled her into a

he was once so

so sorry, Young master,” Beatrice nobbed even

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

back and shock mirrored her

“Mother?”

and smoothedler

have no parents, well they died already,

you will

nanny Beatrice tried to smile but the tears

your mother? Grey wiped

you are my

the position?" "Grey," Beatrice cried

into

Hale and healthy," she stroked

for

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

lost your son

gained two things

still confused.” What? Have you taken over your father’s asset?”

but I’m still

there’s something we must

you kept the secret to my mother's cream recipe?” “Yes, I did.” Grey smiled.” Why don’t

will go

would come

avenge your son

Therapy and create a

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