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?”

drunk and saw someone with a similar figure to Mr. Wright, which

in unison

next day, when Gwendolyn woke up, she had

setting her terrible mood from yesterday aside, she returned

the humongous Harris residence was surrounded by nature and had an

up the mountain. Even so, she ignored them and drove straight to Marcus’ residence at the

family’s butler, was already waiting for her at the

for her. “You’re finally back, Ms. Gwendolyn. Mr. Marcus missed you.

hard work, Leif,” replied

Gwendolyn.” Then he turned and noticed the bodyguards weren’t

to visit my father. I’m not staying.” Too many

the door, she heard someone descending the stairs in high

yellow dress and

she was thirty years old and took great

contact with her. Seconds

It seems like you’ve forgotten your

the house after staying here for a long time, huh? Do you really think

gritted her teeth. “Why not?

disgusted calling yourself my

next to Lorelai’s ear. “You should cherish your current wealthy life. After all, I’ll be inheriting all the Harris family’s assets while you’ll be getting kicked

Even though it has been years, she’s still as arrogant as before! I

thought entered her

visit last night, and your father has agreed

to someone? How can he

chin haughtily. “You

Gwendolyn bolted to the

was delighted to

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