Beyond the Divorce

Beatrice seemed exhausted. She knelt before the grave and said to everyone, "I want to be alone for a while."

I quickly reminded her, "Beatrice, we still need to go to the ancestral home!"

Beatrice softly replied, "I know."

Everyone had no choice but to give her some space.

Lauren, Finn, and I were standing not far away, waiting for her. The others went down the hill and stayed below.

Half an hour later, I saw Beatrice struggling to get up. Finn hurried over to support her.

Beatrice seemed even more determined. After descending the hill, she said to Sean, "I want to go to the Keller family's ancestral home."

"Okay. It has been arranged there," Sean replied.

"Thank you!"

Beatrice got into the car. She didn't grab my hand again this time. I knew she feared that her hands, which touched the ashes, would disgust me. I reached out and held her hand. She struggled a bit and looked at me. "We are sisters! I

at me with her teary

car, silently examining the magnificent mansion. Then, she sneered and took firm steps inside, followed by plainclothes police officers. At the entrance, the Keller family's servants blocked Beatrice. They looked

residence, and there is only one master here-me! Get out of the way!" The two servants were intimidated by Beatrice's momentum and stood there, looking at each other in panic. Before they could react, Beatrice pushed one

looked back at Sean at the entrance

Sean nodded cooperatively.

glanced at me.

Lauren and me on her left and right, we followed Beatrice inside. Behind

suddenly pushed open, and I saw several guests still sitting in the living

and a middle-aged couple. I speculated that they

Beatrice and saw her eyes fixed on

enemies made the atmosphere extra tense. I

her lipsticked mouth was half