Isabelle tidied her hair and slowly headed downstairs. Instead of walking out to meet Elder Mr. Bailey, she decided to take a seat on the living room sofa.

 

Leaning onto the sofa, she looked a little dazed. Since when did she first notice something wrong with Elder Mr. Bailey?

Technically, she had first noticed the signs from Old Mr. Bailey. After that, through her observation and eavesdropping, she realized that her dad was only acting on the orders of her grandfather.

Distressed, she covered her face but could not think of anything else. Sometime later, Elder Mr. Bailey returned from his walk. One could tell that after some walking, his spirits were lifted even though he was worn out by it.

Seeing that, she quickly invited him to take a seat for a chat. The main reason she did so was out of fear that he would go upstairs and accidentally find out about the security safe incident.

Without much thought, Elder Mr. Bailey took a seat following her suggestion. She took the chance to ask him about how to deal with Dexter’s funeral proceedings. Although he passed away young, they still needed to observe some long-held customs for his passing.

The old man turned his head and stared out for a long time before saying, “Just place his urn at the funeral home. He’s too young, so it’s not the time to bury him yet.”

Based on traditional customs, since Elder Mr. Bailey and Old Mr. Bailey were both alive, Dexter should not be buried before the elders. Isabelle had no clue about these customs, nor did she care. They didn’t treat Dexter well when he was still alive. What’s the point of obsessing over the details after he’s dead?

 

her dad whenever possible. According to her, her dad would not listen to anything coming from her. But he had always

and satisfied. “You’re the most filial,

momentarily and slowly looked down.

 

the living room for a while, a servant came down from the second floor to report that Mrs. Bailey was going through another meltdown. Powerless, Isabelle

placed both of his hands on his walking stick and was deep in thought. A while later, he took out his phone from the pocket. However,

her mom’s room. Mrs. Bailey was indeed traumatized so much that she started babbling nonsense, claiming that she could

Both were in bad condition and could not be placed

hug. In a low voice, she comforted her mom, “Think of Dad. If you keep acting like this, how

I care about that? He forced my

commit suicide? My

now. From now on, you need to take good care of yourself. We can’t have another family member harmed. Do you know that I’m at the brink of

out to hug Isabelle and started sobbing. Soon, Elder Mr. Bailey came up

 

 

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