Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 338 This Is No Time For Jokes

Unable to hold her emotions back any longer, Sandy wailed as she buried her face in Alfred’s shoulders. Even the butler felt for her.

With his heart going out to her, Alfred patted her on the back to provide comfort.

Once Sandy had cried enough, Alfred invited her into the house and asked in a concerned tone, “Xandra, where have you been over the last twenty years? How did all this happen?”

Wiping her tears away, she explained softly, “Back then, I attended a dinner with Sylvester related to an investment project. During that dinner, I ran into Boniel Terblanc…”

Alfred’s brows furrowed, “The Terblanc family from Yartran?”

Sandy nodded.

She proceeded to relate everything that happened to Alfred, including her reason for coming to Norwal City. After the blood clot in her brain was removed, she regained her memories and saw Curtis a few times in secret.

Trembling in rage, Alfred slammed his cup on the table. “What they’ve done is too much! If I had investigated further and found out that the Terblanc family was behind this, I would have gone all out against them!”

Pieces of the shattered cup subsequently fell onto the ground.

Worried that Alfred’s emotions would affect his health, Sandy hurried over to calm him down. “Dad, that’s all in the past now. You have to watch your health.”

The teary-eyed Alfred looked at her intently. “Xandra, I failed you. If only I had… All I did was engross myself with Curtis and Faymon Group…”

Sandy shook her head. “Don’t say that, Dad. I know you had no choice back then. Even if you continued the investigations, you would only learn of my death, which would end the search for me.”

Holding her hand, Alfred let out a sigh.

Not wanting Alfred to worry, Sandy changed the topic. “Dad, where’s Sylvester?”

“He…” Alfred threw her a hesitant glance, unable to bring himself to tell her.

As she felt her heart tighten, Sandy probed, “Did Boniel harm him?”

pained look on his face, Alfred explained, “He gave me a call, asking me to see him. By the

widened, thinking that Alfred

he was

her ears. “Boniel promised me that he wouldn’t harm Sylvester. How could he be dead?

himself and was traumatized by the scene. In my fear that something untoward would

in her hands, tears

a

in despair. “What’s the point of all my suffering then? I might as well

this foolish thought, Xandra,” Alfred comforted her. “Back when I thought all of you were dead, all my hair turned grey. And now that you’re alive, you can’t believe how happy I

Alfred’s hand and pleaded, “Don’t tell him. He has

“But you’re his mother…”

he has grown up into a fine young man. I don’t want him to learn of the past, so I beg of

“I’m sure he’ll understand. Are you really

continued to shake

as he was about to speak, the door opened

gripped Sandy the

jacket and handed it to the housekeeper. Entering the living room, he focused his sharp gaze

greeted him with the intent of ushering him away. “You must be hungry. I’m famished too. Let’s go have something

upright, Curtis stared at Sandy as he inquired in a

right. We’re done, and she’s just about

furrowed. “In that case,

before adding, “actually, she’s a salesperson. She’s crying because I

away her tears, Sandy got up from the sofa. “Old

leave in a

the one who called Rayna and told her that you are Sandy

made a mistake. I’m not.” Sandy forced an awkward smile while suppressing the emotion

in response, Curtis sneered, “The mistake isn’t mine! Why have you come to the

she tried to struggle free from Curtis’s grasp