The gloomy, gray sky and the sleet added to Bella's feelings of distress. An hour passed before Nigel's car pulled up at the West Suburb Cemetery.

The door opened, and Matt stepped out with an umbrella, helping the frail Nigel out of the car.

Slowly, he walked toward the cemetery, even opting not to use his wheelchair.

"Ms. Bella, the West Suburb Cemetery isn't a high-end resting place; it's where ordinary people are buried," Steven said as he watched Nigel's retreating figure, feeling confused." Given his status, would Old Master Nigel really have friends who are just common folks? And whoever it is must be someone extraordinary for him to brave this kind of weather just to pay his respects."

Bella's gaze darkened as she looked out the window. After hesitating for a few moments, she opened the door and quietly followed behind.

She trailed them without being noticed until Nigel and Matt finally stopped in front of a tomb.

They bowed deeply and placed a bouquet of white daisies on the ground.

From where she was standing, Bella could not make out the name or photograph on the tomb.

Generally, people would come to pay their respects in the early morning or before noon, but Grandpa Nigel had chosen the afternoon. It was a bit unusual.

history of respiratory problems. You shouldn't be exposed to this kind of cold... Let's head back," Matt

and dismissed the concern with a

Salvador family who wronged her. I don't even know if I'll live to see another year, so let

as she hid behind a tree, her heart aching

gather her thoughts, a middle-aged woman with a weathered face and graying hair approached Nigel. Her eyes were red with

old woman yelled, "It's you again?! How dare you...

Nigel, but the old man

spot, felt her

guilty all these years about your daughter's passing. Maya was diligent and hardworking when she worked for our family. We all thought very highly of her." Nigel took a

has to take responsibility for what happened back then. Even after all these years, I

the woman, trembling as he

accident?!" The woman let out a bitter laugh, her eyes brimming with tears. "If it was just an accident, why would you sneak over here to pay respects?! You

like thunder in Bella's

a servant for the Salvador family, yet she had died in what was described as an accident. Now, the woman was claiming

his expression hardened. "Mrs. Cooper, while Old Master Nigel sympathizes with your loss, you can't just make baseless accusations. Otherwise, we'll have grounds to

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