Revenge

Lydia died on the day of her funeral?

Amanda's eyes was misted with the steam of her tear as hatred burned her tear dried. What a coincidence, a perfect coincidence...

After a pause, Amanda patted Lydia's mother's hand, unable to offer any words of comfort; Lydia had had the "accident" all because of her.

Lydia’s mother looked at the shut door of the guest room and continued: “After the death of Lydia, her father did not take it very well...He locked himself in the room all day long and refused to see anyone...”

"Emm...Are you and your uncle taken care of? Is there any difficulty in life?" That was Amanda's biggest concern right now.

"It's all thanks to her best friend," She sighed. "They have been like blood sisters since high school. That poor girl had an accident and then Lydia; her husband is a good person; he showed up at Lydia’s funeral and comforted us saying that he could relate to our sorrow since he had just lost his wife and father-in-law...poor kid. He said he is going to take care of us like we are his parents in place of Lydia...

Bill Fu?

Ah.

A wave of nausea swept over Amanda; what a hypocrite killer. He took the life of beloved Lydia of her parents and showered himself with their gratitude by acting like a loving son?

curling with a smile, as she turned her eyes to the black and white picture on the wall.

such a time, she could not reveal him. It was a mercy and her way of paying back at the moment to Lydia to let her parents live in a

"Mrs, was the best friend of Lydia you mentioned lady

nodded. "You knew Amanda, too?"

she was studying in Paris, but it never occurred to me that both of them..." Amanda explained then asked calmly and plainly what she cared about the most at the second: “In the

was a poor woman; she lost both her daughter and her husband; luckily, her son-in-law is such a nice person; last time, I paid her a visit in her villa, her son-in-law told me that she was recovering in another

both funny and disgusting. Bill Fu could have killed her; or maybe she was, like herself,

Amanda knew she would have to find her

my condolence and take care of yourself...” Amanda cannot stay here any longer; she was losing herself as her tears were welling up all over her eyes.

with us..." Lydia’s mother took her by the hand.

got something to do here, I think...I will go see Ms. Du

smile, rose to her

...

in the cemetery. At least it was so in

arrange a better place for Lydia Du even though he had promised to take care of the Du Family. He just erected a hard stone tablet like ordinary people and buried it in a group of cemeteries of the same size and shape. It took quite a while and the instruction of the Mrs. Du for Amanda to locate

of Lydia Du's gravestone, Amanda crouched down, unable to hold back