As much as Elven felt sympathy for her, he still had to drag her back to reality. “Please return to your senses, Ms. Harris. Mr. Wright is gone. His ashes are buried in Fairlake’s cemetery. You visited him countless times over the past six months. Don’t you remember?”

Gwendolyn froze while self-doubt settled on her countenance.

“Please stop torturing yourself, Ms. Harris. Mr. Wright’s never coming back, so just let it go. Your eyes were just playing tricks on you!” While speaking, he resisted the urge to sob.

He’s right. Why would someone who’s been dead for half a year show up here? I must’ve gone mad… Tears welled in Gwendolyn’s eyes as she clutched her heart. This hurts so much… I feel like I’m suffocating.

Affected by her sorrow, Elven teared up too. “You’re drunk, Ms. Harris. Let’s go. William and the others have booked hotel rooms for us. Let’s return early to rest.”

Gwendolyn slumped weakly like a deflated balloon after getting her hopes up for nothing.

After what happened, she was no longer in the mood to stay at the gathering. Thus, she took up Elven’s suggestion and returned to the hotel.

Just as they headed downstairs, Nico stepped out of another elevator and casually ambled into the VIP room furthest down the corridor.

Upon arriving at her hotel room, Gwendolyn entered the bathroom and turned the water flow setting to max.

The water was scalding, but she felt cold because her heart had gone numb.

She hoped the shower would help her pull herself together as her tears joined the hot water.

In her mind, she kept telling herself that Maverick had died for her and would never return.

Standing outside Gwendolyn’s room, William and Ezra were still wondering about the expression she had when she returned. “Wasn’t Ms. Harris’ mood still stable when she attended the gathering? Why did she look like that when she came back? What happened?”

and saw someone with a similar figure to

others sighed in unison upon

next day, when Gwendolyn woke up, she had regained

yesterday aside, she returned

entire Mount Tranquil, located on Salinsburgh’s outskirts. Thus, the

Gideon and Hector, lived in buildings located halfway up the mountain. Even so, she ignored

butler, was already waiting for her

for her. “You’re

hard work, Leif,”

noticed the bodyguards weren’t

Too many awful people are living here. I doubt I’ll be able to sleep

she arrived at the door, she heard someone

a limited-edition, skin-tight, yellow dress and

as she was thirty years old and took great care

latter made eye contact with her. Seconds

your manners in the years you weren’t around, Ms. Harris. I

the lady of the house after

Lorelai gritted her teeth. “Why not? I’m technically your

feel disgusted calling yourself my mother, even though you’re only three years older than

wealthy life. After all, I’ll be inheriting all the Harris

exclaimed Lorelai furiously. Even though it has been years, she’s still as

a thought entered her mind,

visit last night, and your father has agreed to

engaged me to someone? How can

haughtily. “You

Gwendolyn bolted to the study instead

delighted to see

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