The Woman From Hell

On Sunday, Theo and I woke up early.

Both of us were dressed in black suits for Madam Mathilda's funeral.

The Zimmersons' courtyard was crowded as friends and relatives came to mourn her passing. Everyone looked solemn.

Theo and I went to the hall where the funeral was held to pay our respects. The Zimmerson family stood on both sides of the room. After the visitors had paid their respects, they would walk up to the family members and offer their condolences.

Besides Tory, there was no one else I recognized from the Zimmerson family.

Theo had briefly explained the Zimmerson family's background to me. Mr. Zimmerson

and Madam Mathilda had four children, three sons, and a daughter. Besides the daughter, the three sons had already passed away a few years back. As for how they passed away, Theo was not too sure. However, he did not think they died of natural causes.

The eldest son was their firstborn, so he had always been very strict. He was very successful as well and was an excellent man. However, he fell in love with a woman who had ulterior motives for the Zimmerson family. When he found out, he lost all sense of purpose and lingered in entertainment centers all day.

cheeky and dishonest. He did not get better when he grew up either. He would go around causing trouble and was a Casanova who indulged in the company of women. Every year, there would at least be five

for him. However, he had health issues, so even if Harold had plans to hand the

youngest son had a child, but they were all disappointments. All they knew was to party and enjoy themselves. Harold Zimmerson had tried to cultivate them, but his efforts were not

even though he was an illegitimate child. Seline, whom I met

had money in Limbia. She was arrogant, and no ordinary man could meet her standards. Hence, she had been staying at the Zimmersons' place for the past few years. Perhaps she

ambitious woman. The reason she chose not to marry was that she had greater

Tory's mother, she stayed at the

household, it was certain that no one had once referred

she held no title in the

not like her. She was just a drunken one-night stand to him, but he never

brought her in. Otherwise, she never would have had the chance to step foot into the

hall, Tory glanced at me, his eyes filled with a look of

the sight of me, but I was not