NovelEnglishWhen Max usheredinto the apartment, | was still in a state of resistance, but the sight that greeted me
inside leftutterly speechless. The chauffeur for the Hilton family was already seated on the sofa, his posture
impeccable. When we entered, he immediately rose to his feet.
| was still in Max's arms, unsure how to face the situation, and my face flushed instantly.
However, | felt a lump in my throat when | saw the two urns the chauffeur was holding in his arms.
Max had said he'd get them forwhenever | wanted. And true to his word, he'd made it his first order of
business upon returning to Crestview Metropolis.
He gently setdown, a mysterious smile still on his lips. As Max motioned forto take the urns, | felt my
feet too heavy to move. Why did it seem so easy to obtain something | had longed for yet never received? The
Hilton family's chauffeur cup to me. "Ms. Claire, Mr. Hilton askedto bring over your parents' ashes."
| had almost forgotten to reach out to take them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe chauffeur continued, "The ashes have been kept at the Hilton family's private cemetery with the highest
honors. They weren't given to the Hart family earlier because..."
"Ahem..." Max cleared his throat lightly from behind me, prompting the chauffeur to halt his explanation and
handthe urns.
After the chauffeur left, only Max and | remained in the room. Suddenly, | was unable to hold back my tears. "So,
my parents died trying to save Claude?"
| didn't know whom to blfor their death. Nor did | know from whom to seek reparation.
"Claire," Max straightenedup, placing the urns gently on the table, calling my nwith a seriousness |
hadn't heard before.
"Your parents did die trying to save Claude. However, the Hilton family also played an indirect role in this
tragedy. | apologize on behalf of my father. I'll accept it if you want the Hilton family to pay any price." It was as
if he had been prepared for this moment all along.
"So, you knew all along and had thought of how to make amends? Is that why you got close to me?" My lips
pursed, yet | couldn't bring myself to hate him.
"Yes, | had no other way to approach you, so | arranged for the school to assign you as my student," he
confessed, seemingly unwilling to hide anything.
"Max, | need stto think." With those words, | bent down to take my parents’ ashes back into my arms.
He letleave, unaware | had spent the entire night in a daze after returning to my apartment. Life was about
paying debts and repaying favors, yet it seemed | only owed Richard.
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The next day, Richard didn't clooking for me; he just sent a message that said, "I'm off to a product launch."
And then he called, "Are you coming to the product launch?"
I shook my head, even though he couldn't see me.
Richard sighed, "Do you know why Max is going to this launch? He's missed others that were way more
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmimportant and valuable." "Why?" | asked, my interest only half-piqued.
"Because this project was initially
your parents research. They had an accident on their way to pick up Claude's mother, and the project got
delayed. After Alan passed away," Max decided to revive the project. | always felt he was trying to make amends
to you in his way"
Listening to him, | glanced at the two urns before me.
x -— "So, my parents were medical researchers, not bodyguards?" | realized | hardly knew anything about them.
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