Maybe Chester should not have gone there that day.

If no questions were asked and no investigations were done, some answers would forever be buried in history.

However, after a few months of hesitation, he went there in the end.

The cold and heartless Young Master Jewell sat in the car, smoking one cigarette after another. Then, he laughed. He laughed until his handsome face was slowly replaced with iciness.

He punched the steering wheel hard.

He also smashed his cigarette and glasses.

After sitting in the car expressionlessly for two hours, he drove the car to the cemetery. It was not even anyone’s death anniversary.

He brought flowers to Charity’s grave.
It was a grave, yet the ashes in the urn were not even charity’s. There was just a headstone erected by Catherine and Freya for Charity.

photo had long, flowy hair. Her stunning yet calm face seemed

glass, just

said softly, “Young Master Jewell, thank you

placed the flowers in front of the headstone. He squatted down and gazed at Charity quietly until his eyes

“Charity, I’m sorry.”

there’s another life, don’t meet

He knew that he could never make it

• • •

 

At night.

Cloud Nine Pub.

the bar, drinking while looking at a group of young men and women dancing passionately on the

a bottle of alcohol in his left hand. There was a rare hint of self-indulgence

attracted the women’s attention

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