Chapter 555

The leader’s expression was cold. “Are you sure?”

“…I’m sure.” Monique struggled to sit down in front of Christy and covered her face. “…She is my daughter. I can’t do it.”

The leader seemed to be a little sarcastic. He didn’t say anything more. He just made a gesture, and then they left quietly.

“…She owed me.” A twisted smile appeared on Christy’s face. “She had never fulfilled her promise to me.”

“Wasn’t she the respected Monique? Wasn’t she highly respected? I wanted her to fall into the mud!” “She wanted to be known for her own needlework, but I didn’t let her get what she wanted! I wanted her whole life’s efforts to be ruined by me. I wanted Monique’s needle technique to become Bolton Clan’s needle technique. I wanted her to remember my father forever!”

Speaking of this, Christy’s face was already full of tears.

She bit the corner

small box in his hand and said, “This is the ashes of your mother. I’m sorry for your loss.” Christy trembled and took the small box with trembling

that such a big person, after being burned, had turned into a pile

have passed through the years when she saw Christy, who was only 13 years old. She

was clearly moving forward, one second at a time. But for Christy, it had turned back for more than 30

quickly left. Christy held the box and slowly walked out. She said in a hoarse voice, “Crystal, I’m no longer a threat to

say something, but Harold grabbed her hand

in

looked at Christy’s back and asked, “You have avenged your father. Are you happy

her

crematorium step by step

she goes.” Harold said lightly, “You won’t have any contact

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