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.

didn’t know what to say. She bit the corner of

was opened with a bang. A staff member came out. with a 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

after being

passed through the years when she saw Christy, who was only 13 years old. She stood in the funeral house and

at a time. But for Christy, it had turned back for

out. She said in a hoarse voice, “Crystal, I’m no

but Harold grabbed her hand and said,

stopped in

your father. Are you happy now?” Christy laughed out loud. “Hahahaha… I’m so happy. How could

of her words, she

watched her leave the crematorium step by step and whispered, “Where do you

doesn’t matter where she goes.” Harold said lightly, “You won’t

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