Chapter 683

He was excited as hell inside, but maintained a cool exterior, even pretending to be disappointed.

Feynman’s heart skipped a beat in an instant.

“What’s up, Professor Smith? Got a problem?”

Nolan glanced at Erlinda’s portrait, with no sympathy, only thought this family was dumber than a bag of hammers.

“Mr. Frost, let’s not talk shop at Erlinda’s funeral. I’m afraid my critique may have been a bit too harsh, may even disturb her peace in death. Let’s just be here for Erlinda today. As for the script, I’ll reach out to some investors when I get back but I can’t make any promises. Don’t worry, it’s Erlinda’s plece, I’ll do my best to attract investors.”

Feynman started sighing, Erlinda’s mother was crying on the side.

“Professor Smith, thank you. You’re a real stand–up guy. Erlinda was always a handful; glad this didn’t add to your troubles.

Nolan patted Feynman’s shoulder gently.

The funeral wasn’t very crowded, Erlinda was always a shy one, not many friends at school.

The funeral was simple and to the point.

When Feynman and Jean got back to their room, they found Maja waiting at their door.

Feynman was already down in the dumps from losing his daughter, seeing this woman there just added insult to the injury.

broom nearby

probably you who killed Erlinda! How could you show your

behind Feynman, but her eyes were also burning with hate towards Maja.

looking at

that

but these

took out the

1

Erlinda’s reputation. But she wanted these

I wanted to help her, but before I could, tragedy struck. Look at your trusted Professor Smith, see what kind of man

is!”

on the recording

pleading for

Smith, please, don’t.”

vomiting again? You’ve gone through this so many times,

“Please.”

much, you better do as I tell you. You know what will happen if I call your

trusted Nolan

few minutes long, followed by Nolan’s

front of her, a faint smile curling up

building after suffering a trauma. You even invited that scumbag Nolan to her funeral. Aren’t you afraid of ruining her funeral? You really are

words were like a knife, stabbing straight into Feynman and Jean’s hearts.

Erlinda had written to her

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