NovelEnglishChapter 555
The leader’s expression was cold. “Are you sure?”
“…I’m sure.” Monique struggled to sit down in front of Christy and covered her face. “…She is my
daughter. I can’t do it.”
The leader seemed to be a little sarcastic. He didn’t say anything more. He just made a gesture, and
then they left quietly.
“…She owed me.” A twisted smile appeared on Christy’s face. “She had never fulfilled her promise to
me.”
“Wasn’t she the respected Monique? Wasn’t she highly respected? I wanted her to fall into the mud!”
“She wanted to be known for her own needlework, but I didn’t let her get what she wanted! I wanted her
whole life’s efforts to be ruined by me. I wanted Monique’s needle technique to become Bolton Clan’s
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtneedle technique. I wanted her to remember my father forever!”
Speaking of this, Christy’s face was already full of tears.
Crystal didn’t know what to say. She bit the corner of her lips and lowered her eyelashes.
At this time, the door of the incineration room was opened with a bang. A staff member came out. with
a small box in his hand and said, “This is the ashes of your mother. I’m sorry for your loss.” Christy
trembled and took the small box with trembling fingers.
It was so strange that such a big person, after being burned, had turned into a pile of non-existent
things.
Crystal seemed to have passed through the years when she saw Christy, who was only 13 years old.
She stood in the funeral house and took the ashes of her father.
Time was clearly moving forward, one second at a time. But for Christy, it had turned back for more
than 30 years at this time.
The staff quickly left. Christy held the box and slowly walked out. She said in a hoarse voice, “Crystal,
I’m no longer a threat to you.”
Crystal took a step forward, wanting to say something, but Harold grabbed her hand and said,
“Whether it’s legal or blood, they are mother and daughter.”
Crystal stopped in her tracks.
She looked at Christy’s back and asked, “You have avenged your father. Are you happy now?” Christy
laughed out loud. “Hahahaha… I’m so happy. How could I be unhappy?”
At the end of her words, she was already crying.
Crystal watched her leave the crematorium step by step and whispered, “Where do you think she will
go?”
“It doesn’t matter where she goes.” Harold said lightly, “You won’t have any contact with her in the
future.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCrystal raised her head and said, “I don’t understand… Why did Monique want to kill her? What does a
container mean? This word… makes me very uncomfortable.”
Harold’s eyes were very cold, as if a storm was coming. But when he faced Crystal, he lowered his
eyelashes and covered them up. “If you don’t understand, then don’t think about it. The relationship
between humans is very complicated.”
Crystal pressed her chest and said, “Yes, my mother tried her best to give birth to me, but Christy fell
out with Monique.”
“That’s enough,” Harold said. “Everyone has their own ending. They’ve already reached their end.”
He took Crystal’s hand and said, “Let’s go.”
Crystal answered in a daze and followed Harold out. The crematorium was cold and windy, but the sun
was shining brightly outside.
It was not until a long time later that she realized that Monique was the only one who had reached the
final stage. However, Harold had used the word “they”
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