Starting with A Divorce

Chapter 253 Armbell Oaks

The most puzzling thing appeared again. What exactly happened on the night of Nancy’s suicide?

Ainsley looked at Matteo and solemnly said, “I want to see Mary.”

Everything returned to the Psychological Counseling Room. Nancy had said that she was afraid of

Mary a few times. However, after hearing what Mary said at the school gate, Ainsley began to think. if Nancy was afraid of Mary’s reaction after the latter knew about AIDS.

In Armbell Oaks.

When Ainsley stepped into Armbell Oaks, she was surprised that there was such a dilapidated and old neighborhood in the bustling and magnificent Seattle.

Armbell Oaks should not be so dilapidated. After all, it existed next to the key primary school and should be popular.

However, when Ainsley saw the buildings in the neighborhood, she found that there were only a few of them, and the highest one had four floors, and it was a dangerous building.

Ainsley was more confused. If the residential area where Nancy lived was only four–story, then where did she jump down?

Nancy lived in the innermost building. There were no public facilities in the neighborhood and no one taking care of the grass and plants. They grew wildly.

Even the mottled marks on the wall outside the floor showed that the floor had existed for a long time. After walking through the bumpy roads, Ainsley finally found the place where Nancy lived.

She walked into the corridor. The dark corridor without a voice–activated sensor light made her feel a sense of panic.

too high. It was on

door. Not long after, she heard the door open. A child

seven or eight years old. His small face was dirty,

mother?” Ainsley

inside the door. Mary quickly opened the door and pushed the little boy behind her.

Matteo was not at ease to let Ainsley come

work.

the things she had just bought in the market.

When we get the money, we will have nothing to do with you. But if you don’t

a little. It was as if she was trying to

laughed softly, “Mrs. Conway, you should know that your daughter’s death has nothing to do with me. The reason that you insist that it was my fault and blamed me for that was Nancy came to me for counsel a few days ago. The contents of the form were just what I asked her to write down her feelings. It has nothing to do with her determination to commit

it

She pointed at Ainsley and did not

her slightly bent his head and looked at Ainsley suspiciously. He was about seven years old and started to understand the ways of

your son go to

such things.

let the

the sofa and said to Mary expressionlessly, “Where

are you here today? You’re not welcome here!” Mary scolded

you want compensation, answer my question seriously.” Ainsley’s eyes looked

Ainsley. She said hesitantly, “We didn’t live here before. We used to live in the neighborhood next door. It was rented. After Nancy jumped down from the building, the

Mary had said. Mary hadn’t even had the time to pack up the pile