Chapter 13
After coming back from the hospital, Serseemed like he had lost his soul.
The servant was tidying up the things left by Sylvia, and only then did he finally regain
consciousness.
“Let go, who allowed you to touch her things!”
The servant remained silent as a cicada in winter, immediately putting the things back in their
original places.
“It was Ms. Bolton who called, saying that Ms. Campbell had passed away. She mentioned that it is inauspicious
to keep belongings of the deceased at home, which is why she asked us to tidy up.”
Sergio’s cold gaze swept past like a knife.
“She didn’t have the authority to make decisions in this household.”
“From now on, without my orders, no one is allowed to touch Sylvia's belongings, understood?”
The crowd nodded, and the servant Clara sighed, rubbing her eyes as she packed up her things.
“Ms: Campbell, in your next life, you should love yourself well and stop giving yourself to unworthy
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Serglanced at her, his eyes turning slightly cold.
This servant seemed to have something to say.
He remembered that she used to have a good relationship with Sylvia and often spoke up for her.
If it were a normal day, she would have been kicked out long ago if she dared to defylike this.
But now, she was the only person who had any connection with Sylvia, and he couldn’t bear to let
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“You tell me, how did she sacrifice for someone who wasn’t worth it.”
Clara was slightly startled and took a while to realize that Serwas talking to her.
She sighed and thought about how everyone had died now. She couldn’t bear not speaking up for
her anymore.
So he plucked up the courage and spoke up.
“Sir, not to say anything about you, but you really missed out on a great woman.”
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Seeing his calm expression, as if he had no anger, she gathered up her courage and continued
speaking.
“Sir, | have been in this household for quite a few years now, and if | may be so bold, | have also
witnessed you grow up.”
“I have seen many women by your side over the years, but none of them, like Ms. Campbell, were
like her.”
“Others approached you either for your status or your appearance, they were not sincere. Only Ms. Campbell,
she wanted nothing and truly loved you.”
Serfurrowed his brow and motioned for her to continue.
Understanding his gesture, Clara continued speaking.
“I know that you had a close relationship with Ms. Bolton, growing up together and having feelings for her. But as
an outsider, | have to say that she really wasn’t as good as Ms. Campbell.”
“We all know how you got through that period when she left you to go abroad.”
“Whenever she truly cares about you, she must not leave when you need her the most.”
“At that time, it was Ms. Campbell who had been by your side, and it was her who helped you come
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“I remember, in the past, you used to get drunk often. No matter how late it was, she would go and bring you
back, and then take care of you all night.”
“Every tyou got drunk, you would make a fuss and insist on going to Creania to find Ms. Bolton. You would
also smash the room into a mess, sometimes even hurting people. None of us servants dared to take care of you,
except for Ms. Campbell who was not afraid.”
“Actually, she was not afraid at all, she just didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable.”
“Think about it, during these days, was there anything she didn’t do that you asked her to do?”
“You said you wanted to have handmade pastries for breakfast, and she got up early in the morning to make
them. You said the flowers in the yard looked ugly, and she personally took action to replace them with a new
batch. You wanted to see shooting stars in the middle of the night, and she would immediately rush over from
more than ten kilometers away, no matter how uncomfortable
she felt.”
“I, as an outsider, was moved just by watching, | wonder what you were thinking.”
“Ah, she’s not here anymore. Whatever | say now, it’s useless.”
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“I just felt sorry for her and thought she was pitiful.”