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?”

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

thinking

you, he was

to herself, unable to believe her ears. “Boniel promised me that he wouldn’t harm Sylvester. How could he be dead? It

traumatized by the scene. In my fear that something untoward would happen to him, I had him

Sandy wept with her face buried in her hands, tears flowing

live a good life. Unfortunately, she was devastated by the

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

thought all of you were dead, all my hair turned grey. And now that you’re alive, you can’t believe how happy I am. Curtis,

Sandy grabbed Alfred’s hand and pleaded, “Don’t tell him. He has suffered enough. Just

“But you’re his mother…”

he has grown up into a fine young man. I don’t

indignant on her behalf. “I’m sure he’ll understand. Are you really satisfied with just watching him

continued to shake

was about to speak, the door opened abruptly, and

the moment she saw

took off his jacket and handed it to the housekeeper. Entering the living room, he focused his

ushering him away. “You must be hungry. I’m

Sandy as he inquired in a grim tone, “Is

“That’s right. We’re done, and she’s

“In that case, why

it’s…” Alfred stuttered before adding, “actually, she’s a salesperson. She’s crying because I scolded her over the outrageous requests

got up from the sofa.

she tried to leave in a hurry, Curtis

recognize your voice.” Curtis gave her a solemn look. “You were the one who called Rayna and told her

mistake. I’m not.” Sandy forced an

mistake isn’t mine! Why have you come to the Faymon residence? Did Jefferson

dare reply as she tried to struggle free from Curtis’s grasp to