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Chapter 827
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Chapter 827

After his daughter's death, he inherited all the property left by his wife and made a crazy decision-he donated all

the inheritance.

When the eldest daughter of the Delilah family learned of this, she was going crazy. She was hoping that the money

could turn the tide, but Edwin donated all the money to the charity, and even sold all the real estate in exchange for

money!

She was so angry that her eyes were red. She beat, scolded, scratched, and bit Edwin, but Edwin didn't respond at

all. Even though his face was scratched by her long nails, he just looked at her blankly.

Seeing this, the eldest daughter of the Delilah family broke out in a sweat. She screamed, "Edwin must have been

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possessed and we have to look for a master to drive the ghost away!" But before the master came, Edwin did

something even crazier.

He posted the whole process of how he killed his wife, drove his daughter crazy, and induced his daughter to

commit suicide on the Internet. Then, in the buzz of the netizens' comments, he smashed himself to death in front

of the newly erected tombstone of his wife. The Delilah family was extremely disgusted. They didn't want Second

Miss Delilah to see this heartless beast again, so they found a cemetery and simply buried him.

The sky was a little dark, and the wind in the cemetery was even bleaker. The tall man bent down and placed a

bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone to pay respects to the dead.

The wind was a little strong. The man took off his cap, revealing a pair of affectionate eyes, and said lightly, "It can

be regarded as revenge for you."

"That money will be used to help the poor villagers and build a primary school. It can be regarded as the

accumulation of merits for the Delilah family."

A fallen leaf fell to his feet with the wind. Marcus finally glanced at the woman on the tombstone and said, "Educate

your daughter properly in your next life."

He walked out of the cemetery and drove to the hospital. It had been three days since Crystal woke up, but she still

couldn't speak. The doctor said it was normal and she would slowly get better, but Marcus was always a little

annoyed. He planned to take advantage of this rare holiday to go to the hospital to see the little mute.

Perhaps it was his fate. As soon as he pushed open the door of the ward, he saw that the small table in front of

Crystal was full of notebooks and books. Natalie sat next to her and taught her something. Crystal was disabled, but

she didn't forget to study. She invited a genius to come to the hospital for an intensive session.

The truth was that there was a rule at Princeton University that if a student had been absent for more than one-

third of the time, she would have to take that subject again. Crystal didn't want to take the same subject again, so

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she specially applied to the school. It was unknown whether it was because of her brothers or fiance, or because

she didn't forget to study even in the hospital bed, she was soon allowed to do self-study in the hospital.

Natalie was dressed in plain clothes. She only wore a simple black long-sleeved dress. However, she was too

charming. Even if she was bare-faced, her fox-like eyes were seductive. She raised her red lips and said with a

playful smile, "Marcus, you're here."

"..." Marcus admitted that as a movie emperor, he was indeed not as good at acting as the little girl Natalie.

It seemed that she could always keep calm and isolated herself from everything. This kind of ability was actually a

little terrible.

Marcus had been wondering if Natalie was really into him when they were in a relationship. Or was she only

pretending to be intimate with him?

Perhaps... for Natalie, even if it was real, it was not important.