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?

"Well, then he...That's some decent man..." Mocked Amanda, her lips curling with a smile, as she turned her eyes to the black and white picture

reveal him. It was a mercy and her way of paying back at the moment to Lydia to let her parents live in a beautiful illusion. Moreover, her power was now so weak that she can't

you mentioned lady Amanda Juan who died in the fire

knew

Du had told us about her best friend before. She said 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

person; last time, I paid her a visit in her villa, her son-in-law told me that she was recovering in another remote vacation resort

hands? Amanda found it both funny and disgusting. Bill Fu could have killed her; or maybe she was, like herself, already rotting under ground. Anyway, he would always found a good excuse for

knew she would have to find her mother soon, if she

care of yourself...” Amanda cannot stay here any longer; she was losing

have dinner with us..." Lydia’s mother took

"No, Mrs. Du, I've got something to do here, I think...I will go see

Amanda, forcing a smile, rose to her feet.

...

even after death, people were ranked in the cemetery. At least it was so in the Blue Mountain

stone tablet like ordinary people and buried it in a group of cemeteries of the same

fruit in front of Lydia Du's gravestone, Amanda crouched down, unable to hold back her tears as she looked at the cold