Chapter 382
Indeed, he remembered her father, Walter Shasnow.

Walter was his longest-serving driver, and his death was not an accident.

At the time, when Xavier was leaving the Fairchild residence with Winnie, they were hit by a car arranged by Zyon.

Neither he nor Winnie suffered any severe injuries, but the driver in front sustained serious wounds.

Walter was almost at death’s door when he was rushed to the hospital. The emergency rescue efforts were in vain, as he succumbed to his injuries and passed away in his forties.

Xavier recalled how he had offered a million to the driver’s family and even supported his daughter’s college education. The young woman standing before him, Abigail, was the very same girl who had benefited from his sponsorship.

The Shasnow family might have received a million from him, but the money could never bring Walter to life again.

That was why Xavier still felt guilty about Walter and his family.

He glanced at Abigail and asked, “Why did you come here to work? Is it because you don’t have enough money?”

“No.” Abigail quickly shook her head. “I have enough money, but I’ve grown up and am now an adult, and it’s time for me to work and make ends meet with my own strength. I asked the butler to arrange a job for me. He even praised me for being diligent, Mr. Fairchild.”

Xavier merely hummed in response, as he was not interested in her life story. “You can go now. It’s getting late.”

“Okay. You too, Mr. Fairchild.”

Xavier said nothing after that. He turned around and walked back the way he came.

skipped a beat when he walked

Xavier would make her feel

other guys would make her feel sick, but not Xavier. He had a distinct smell that

there, staring at his

Xavier left, Abigail sat on the seat where Xavier had sat earlier and discovered the lighter he had

picked up the lighter and looked at it

alone on the bench for some time before

share a room with another maid, and her roommate was someone

her roommate could not help but ask, “I thought you said you were going after a

didn’t find any money, but I found a treasure.” Abigail presented the lighter as if it was a treasure

eyes lit up. “This is truly a work of art!

it,” Abigail responded with a smug look on

you return the lighter to the

really look forward to seeing him again. By the way, do you remember what

We talk so much every day. Give me

as she carefully kept away the lighter. “Mr. Fairchild might be putting up a front and acting supportive now that Mrs. Fairchild is blind,

deeply. “Not again. I remember telling you to focus on your job

not talking nonsense!” Abigail raised her chin. “Guess who I bumped

“Who?”

all the lights in the mansion are off, but he came

to her senses. “So the light we saw from the window of our room was Mr. Fairchild’s cigarette?

that

speechless. “Are you crazy? Do you know what you’re doing? Even if something happens

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