NovelEnglishChapter 380 Thomas handed the folder to Joshua. "This village was where Nancy and Chris first settled when they cto America. They lived here for five years, and it's also where Nancy passed away." Joshua opened the folder, revealing a thick stack of documents. Inside were photos of the cozy little cabin they had called home, along with sold snapshots of Chris and Nancy.
Thomas continued, "This cabin was their home. Over the years, Chris has made sure it's been kept clean." "The locals don't bury their dead; they cremate them. After Nancy died, the villagers cremated her. Chris gathered sof her ashes and set up a shrine. At the time, he couldn't afford a proper grave, so he later had a cenotaph built with sof Nancy's clothes and jewelry inside." "Even though Chris traveled a lot after that, Nancy's ashes stayed in the cabin, with someone watching over them. Every year, on her birthday and memorial day, Chris would cback to pay his respects." "Has the grave been checked?" Joshua asked, his tone as casual as if he were asking about the weather, but his eyes were sharp and penetrating.
Thomas nodded, "Yes, it's been checked. It's definitely a cenotaph." "And Nancy's ashes?" Joshua's eyes darkened, his emotions hard to read.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"They've been brought back." Thomas signaled to his assistant, who quickly left the room and returned with a dark urn.
Thomas handed the urn to Joshua. "These are Nancy's ashes." Joshua stared at the urn in Thomas's hands, his gaze deep and unreadable.
Nancy was the woman who, more than twenty years ago, had cinto the Fisher family's life while pregnant and caused a storm, pushing his mother into postpartum depression and nearly driving her to suicide, leaving the Fisher household in disarray.
Now, over two decades later, her child had stirred up the Fisher family once again.
Everything Chris did to the Owens and Fisher families was out of revenge, all for Nancy.
Chris was fiercely loyal. If he found out his mother's grave had been desecrated, it would break him.
He'd almost killed Allie and had Lillian ashes in front of him mothson Ben. So, scattering wouldn't be too much, whime.
it? A cold smile crept onto Joshua's lips. "I want to see Chris." After a quick call and spaperwork, Joshua met with Chris.
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Chris was currently locked up, waiting for his trial. His case was a tangled mess, involving not just murder but several other serious charges.
The Fisher family had put pressure on the authorities, insisting that m Chris's case be investigated and prosecuted thoroughly.
e In a small, dimly lit room, Chris sat across from Joshua, his hands M cuffed, his feet shackled.
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