Spencer returned to Southridge as he stood by the entrance with a cane in hand.

Spencer had aged greatly in a month as he couldn’t accept Henry’s death. He now looked like an old man with white hair.

Even the way he held the cane had somewhat resembled Mr. Nacht.

“Mr. Spencer!” Jamie got off the car and ran towards Spencer.

The kids had treated Spencer as their Great-grandpa ever since Henry’s death. They shared the respect and dependency they had for Henry with Spencer.

“Hello, Jamie.” Spencer bent over to hug Jamie and patted him on his back. “I’m so glad to see you.”

 

“Hehe, me too.” Jamie giggled. “Are you feeling better, Mr. Spencer?”

“Much better.” Spencer rubbed Jamie’s head. “It’s getting cold. We should get inside.”

 

“Alright.” Jamie nodded as he held the nurse’s hand and walked into the house.

Zachary stood by the car as he watched Spencer. He frowned and turned towards Ben and Bruce.

lowered their

kept quiet and

seems like I’m an unwanted guest,

warmly

smiled. “I’ve prepared some tea in my study room

don’t mind

as he entered the villa side by side with Spencer. Then, they made their way to the study

instinctively reached out for a glass of

servants froze in

his hand and the servants quickly

those rascals, Mr. Spencer,” Zachary explained. “I assure

was up to no good

you were poisoned, he would have regretted for trusting the

there’s no point talking

She’s gone

to recover with the help of the treatment. Charlotte is the best example, so I believe you

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