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.

Her stunning yet calm face

gaze was pure as glass, just like when

said softly, “Young Master Jewell, thank you for

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

“Charity, I’m sorry.”

sorry. If there’s another life, don’t meet me. Don’t meet

He knew that he could never make it up to Charity for the rest of

• • •

 

At night.

Cloud Nine Pub.

sitting at the bar, drinking while looking at a group of young men and women

was leaning sideways against the bar, and a few buttons at his chest were unbuttoned. He held a bottle of alcohol in his left hand.

attracted the

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