His Precious Love

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.

heart tighten,

explained, “He gave me a call, asking me to see him. By the time I arrived, he had put a gun into

widened, thinking

save you, he was probably overwhelmed by

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

that was what happened. I couldn’t bring myself to lie to you. Curtis was present when his father killed himself and was traumatized by the scene. In my fear that something untoward would happen to him, I had him hypnotized to forget the incident. Fortunately,

buried in her hands, tears flowing through the gaps

live a good life.

bawled in despair. “What’s the point of

of you were dead, all my hair turned grey. And now that you’re alive,

pleaded, “Don’t tell him. He has suffered

“But you’re his mother…”

for more seeing that he has grown up into a fine young man. I don’t want him to learn of

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

to shake her head

decided to acquiesce to her wishes. Just as he was about to speak, the door opened abruptly, and in walked Curtis, who was greeted by the sight of

gripped Sandy the moment she saw

face, Curtis took off his jacket and handed it to the housekeeper. Entering the living room,

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

at Sandy as he inquired

“That’s right. We’re done, and

“In that

adding, “actually, she’s a salesperson. She’s crying because I scolded her over the outrageous requests she

her tears, Sandy got up from the sofa. “Old Mr. Faymon, I’m sorry to have bothered

to leave in a hurry,

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

Sandy forced an awkward smile while suppressing

response, Curtis sneered, “The mistake isn’t mine! Why have

as she tried to struggle free from