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.

her heart tighten, Sandy probed, “Did Boniel harm

me to see him. By the time I arrived, he had put a gun into his mouth and shot himself, in

thinking that Alfred

he was probably overwhelmed by despair.” An

No…” Sandy mumbled to herself, unable to believe her ears. “Boniel promised me that he wouldn’t harm Sylvester. How

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

by grief, Sandy wept with her face buried in her hands, tears flowing through the

a good life. Unfortunately, she was devastated by the cold hard truth upon regaining

behind…” Sandy bawled in despair. “What’s the point of all my suffering then? I might as

foolish thought, Xandra,” Alfred comforted her. “Back when I thought all of you were dead, all my hair turned

no!” Sandy grabbed Alfred’s hand and pleaded, “Don’t tell him.

“But you’re his mother…”

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

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

to shake her

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

gripped Sandy the moment she

the grim expression that descended upon his face, Curtis took off his jacket and handed it to the housekeeper. Entering the living room, he focused

you here?” Alfred greeted him with the intent of ushering him away. “You must be hungry. I’m famished

can wait.” Standing upright, Curtis stared at Sandy as he inquired in a grim tone, “Is

“That’s right. We’re done, and she’s just

furrowed. “In that case, why is

She’s crying because I scolded

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

tried to leave in a hurry, Curtis grabbed

gave her a solemn look. “You were the one who called Rayna and told

an awkward smile while suppressing the emotion in her

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

didn’t dare reply as she tried to struggle free from Curtis’s