NovelEnglishChapter 402
As | reached out to knock on the car win
dow, a bodyguard swiftly blocked my motion.
“Excuse me, ma'am! This is a private vehicle.”
“I'm aware.”
| pointed inside the car, “I know him.”
The passenger window rolled down, and another bodyguard spoke up, “Sorry, but our boss doesn’t know you.”
I retorted, “He doesn’t? How could that be!”
“That's correct. You must be mistaken!”
As those words were spoken, the driver, following orders, pressed the gas pedal, and the sleek black sedan
slowly drove away.
The other cars quickly followed suit.
I stood there, dumbfounded, for a moment.
Gregory was refusing to meet me...
Or was he not Gregory at all?
Suppressing the doubts in my heart, | turned back to Ramona’s hospital room. to ask the nurse.
“Was that Mr. Ford visiting for the first time?”
“I don’t think so, but it wasn’t during my shift.”
The nurse replied, “He seemed quite familiar with the hospital room and its setup when he came.”
| inquired, “How did Grandma refer to him?”
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“She just held his hand, wouldn't let go. His people keptoutside, but
before | left, | heard her call him something... what was it? Something like. ‘Ford“?” the nurse recalled.
It was him.
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He was alive! He hadn't died!
And he was right here in Vista Town.
| let out a deep sigh of relief, feeling relaxed for the first tin ages, my voice tinged with excitement, “Okay, |
got it! Thank you!”
|
“Ms. Webster, you're friends, right?”
| chuckled and nodded, “Yes, he’s a very important friend to me.”
The psychologist had toldthat my depression had built up over time.
But Gregory's death was the straw that broke the camel's back.
During those two years in France, | often wondered, if during the twhen my relationship with Bryant
Ferguson was falling-apart, Gregory hadn't been there to catch those straws for me...
Would | have been able to hang on?
The answer was probably no..
After waiting for my grandmother to wake up, | spent sttalking with
her.
She recognized me.
But her memory was jumbled.
She kept insisting on givingspending money.
Refusing her made her angry. After visiting the nursing home, my bank account had swelled by seven figures.
| crouched beside her, chuckling, “Grandma, why giveso much money? It’s hard to tell if I'm visiting you or if
you're taking care of me...”
“Silly girl, don’t talk nonsense.”
Ramona’s hair had turned much whiter, she gently stroked my head with a laugh, “What's this money worth?
When you grow up, the whole Myers family, it’s all going to be yours.”
| was surprised, laying my head on her lap, “But I'd rather have you healthy and well.”
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To really have a family that would love and cherish me...
It wasn’t until Ramona fell asleep again that | finally got up to leave.
As | was leaving, | ran into Richard Myers, who was also visiting Ramona at the hospital.
| knew this man was my father.
But | just couldn't feel close to him.
He sawand frowned, “Weren't
you happily ie do) Ferguson
NA PRStwo (ears? What brings
you to Vista Town all of a sudden?”
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He made it sound like | was here to fight for an inheritance.
Well, in a way, | was.
The Myers family legacy belonged to
me, down to the Suvici
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| stared at him, counter-questioning instead of answering, “Can | ask you something?”
“What?”
“Susan Myers isn’t my biological mother, then who is?”
This question caught him completely off guard.
Richard’s demeanor flickered for a moment, and he responded
self-righteously, “What nonsense are
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