It was raining heavily, and the bodyguard held an umbrella over Frida.

She walked to the side alone to examine the letter.

No one witnessed the expression of shock on her face.

She tightly clutched the letter, her eyes filled with complex emotions. After a few minutes of internal conflict, she stowed away the envelope and returned to Maverick’s grave.

“Mom, what did Maverick say?”

Frida’s face bore a look of devastation as she completely disregarded Sheralyn, seemingly oblivious to her question.

“Mom, what’s wrong with you? Don’t scare me! What did Maverick write in the letter?”

Sheralyn attempted to grab the envelope from Frida’s hand, but the latter skillfully evaded her. Sheralyn thought it was odd and went to snatch the letter again.

In a moment of desperation, Frida tore and crumpled the letter she had opened before swiftly stuffing it into her mouth and swallowing it.

“Mom, what are you doing!”

“Mrs. Wright!”

Everyone was stunned by her action.

Instead of giving everyone an explanation, Frida rushed into the rain and hugged the cold tombstone of Maverick. She wailed, “Maverick! My son, you were still so young. How could you leave me and your sister behind…”

She howled until her voice was hoarse, and the grief etched on her face touched everyone present, causing their eyes to unconsciously turn red.

Coming from a prestigious family, Frida had always maintained an air of nobility. It was the first time she had publicly lost control, embracing the tombstone while crying uncontrollably. Surprisingly, no one deemed her behavior inappropriate.

Even her act of swallowing the entire letter moments ago was understandable. A mother had lost her beloved son, after all. Moreover, Maverick was the most promising child of the Wright family.

Frida’s heart was irreparably shattered.

Gwendolyn watched from a distance, her eyes red but devoid of tears, and her expression remained stoic.

deeply into her palms. It was as if her

collapsing from her incessant tears. Fortunately, with Sheralyn’s support and persuasive words, her emotional outbursts gradually

business partners, relatives, and friends

demise of

individuals sympathized with the two remaining women in the Wright family, recognizing that their lives would be challenging with

everyone had left, Sheralyn escorted

“It’s all because of you! You’re the cause of my brother’s demise! If it weren’t for you, why would he be dead? How dare you show your face

not argue back but

his younger sister getting bullied and said with a cold face, “Mind your words! She knew nothing about the matter, and this was your brother’s own

“Knew nothing about it?”

by feigning ignorance? My brother sacrificed his life for her! But look at her, not a single tear shed in

Frida stopped Sheralyn before the latter could curse

Maverick killed! What’s wrong with scolding her? Don’t you hate her too? Are

down and didn’t

tears still staining her face, Frida approached Gwendolyn and offered

“Mom, do you realize what you’re doing? You’re actually bowing your head to

words and looked at Gwendolyn before she said in a heavy tone, “I apologize to you for what my daughter

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

me. Why is she acting so different

for his death.

them away with a bittersweet smile. “Mr. Harris is right. If Maverick made such a choice, it means he must have loved you deeply. I will

ache, and she

squeezed her palm, trying

her bag and handed it to Gwendolyn. “He requested for you to have this

took it with

a seat and take your time to read it when

that, Frida and Sheralyn leaned on each other for

the relatives and friends who had come to pay their respects had left, she entered the cemetery and approached

small photo

image was marred by the raindrops

recognized the familiar yet aloof countenance with

It was Maverick.

suddenly dawned on her

the photo, her movements gentle and patient, repeating the process again and

was the only man she had ever truly loved. From now on, she would

as she tirelessly wiped off

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