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.

a beat

Xavier would make her feel this

would make her feel sick, but not Xavier. He had a distinct

there, staring at

had sat earlier and discovered the

lighter and looked at it over and

for

with another maid, and her roommate was someone a

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

found a treasure.” Abigail presented the lighter as if it was a treasure to

roommate took the lighter from Abigail’s hand and studied it. Her eyes lit up. “This is truly a work of art! I think it’s branded, so

lost it,” Abigail responded with a smug look on

return the lighter

to seeing him again. By the way, do you remember what I told you last

it? We talk so much every day. Give me a hint about

putting up a front and acting supportive now that Mrs.

again. I remember telling you to focus

talking nonsense!” Abigail raised her chin. “Guess who I bumped into in the garden just

“Who?”

the night, and all the lights in the mansion are off, but he came out alone to smoke in

the window of our room was Mr. Fairchild’s cigarette? And this lighter is his

chuckling. “Can I borrow that

crazy? Do you know what you’re doing? Even if something happens between

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