Chapter 487
Chapter 487
"I won't be lazy. I'll admit my mistakes. I won't break my promises. I can wash the dishes for a lifetime. Can you come back to life?"
He kept shouting in his heart. The veins on his clenched fist also began to throb.
"Why did you go in? Why didn't you wait for me to come back?
"Why didn't you give me a chance?
"I shouldn't have quarreled with you. If you hadn't left, you could have escaped this disaster when you came back with me from Lesterdam City.
"It's all my fault!
"Ally!"
When he flipped through the album, he looked at the few selfies left in her storage. He caressed her face through the screen. His tears fell like rain.
Soon, the Clements family knew about this matter. In order to prevent Frederick from sinking into depression, his grandmother had come by especially and called him personally to go home.
He originally thought that she was not feeling well, so he ran all the way back to the Clements family house. When he entered the door, he rushed to the sofa and held the old woman's hand. His face was pale.
"Grandma, are you okay? How are you? Are you not feeling well?"
"I'm fine! I'm fine! It's just that I just heard about... about what happened to Ally. I feel a little sadness in my heart. It just feels so heavy that I can't help but panic!"
As soon as his grandmother opened her mouth, she couldn't help but wipe away her tears. Frederick suddenly realized that his entire family had come back. Even his uncle and aunt had come. Suddenly, he understood something. He was really not in the mood just now. If his grandmother didn't say that she was not feeling well, he would have run away from all of his responsibilities.
If anything bad was to happen to his grandmother again, what was the point of living?
"Frederick, fate is unpredictable and everyone is destined to have ups and downs. You should be open-minded!"
Seeing that his face was pale and he looked sickly, the old woman clutched his hand. Her face was full of distress.
"You have to hang in there! What would I do ifNôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.
anything happens to you?"
Tears welled up in the old lady's eyes as she spoke. What a pitiful grandson of hers! She had thought that she could have a great-grandchild by now. Little did she expect that things would turn out this way.
He had just endured six years. Would he have to endure another six years of grief?
Mrs. Clements was afraid that she couldn't wait until he got over his grief again. She wanted him to let go, but even she felt immense sorrow in her heart this time.
At the same time, Christian also persuaded him.
"Frederick, life isn't always smooth sailing. You have experienced a lot. Things such as life, aging, illnesses and death are beyond our control. You need to stay strong."
On the other side, Hallie, who had also come back, spoke up, "That's right! Think about it! There's plenty of fish in the sea, isn't there?
Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but her words were like a bombshell. Frederick gave her a sharp look, Mrs. Clements glared at her and Christian also frowned. Penny gave her a pinch and tried to ease the situation.
"Halley meant that even if you are sad and depressed, the days will eventually go by!
Frederick, you also have to think of your grandmother. You can't give up on yourself, so don't be too sad!"
As Penny said this, her eyes fell on Frederick's obviously dispirited face. It was very clear that the death of this woman took a big blow to his heart. It had a great impact on him!
Unconsciously, she glanced at the old woman in the main seat from the corner of her eye. She thought to herself, "At this time, if I..." Mrs. Clements patted Frederick's hand.
"Frederick, people can't come back to life after death. We need to turn grief into strength. Think about what her unfinished wish was and accomplish it for her! This poor girl was so unfortunate. How could such an accident happen to her? God was so short-sighted! Even so, you still have to live a long life!"
The moment she finished speaking, Mrs. Clements couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh of regret.
"This was not an accident at all!"
Frederick's strong impulse almost made him blurt that out. In the end, he said nothing and even acquiesced in Mrs. Clements's statement. He nodded his head and said.
"I know, Grandma! I'm fine!"
He said something more but didn't stay for long. Frederick had dinner at the Clements family house and then drove his grandmother home.
Once he entered the door, he suddenly realized that the grand mansion was too lonely!
That night, he stayed in Mrs. Clements's villa. Early the next morning, he ordered people to select a large number of security guards and attendants to come over.
Soon, Grandma was awoken and walked out of the house, "What are you doing?"
"Grandma, the house is too desolate. I'm so busy that I can't come back often to keep you company and see you. With more people, the atmosphere would be better and they can take care of you better!
"Grandma, stay here! Ally can't come
anymore, so the yard will be even more desolate. It's good to let them help you with the gardening. They can plant the flowers and weed the soil. You're old, so you should pay attention to your health. Don't overwork yourself! I asked Chet to invite some medical staff over. The house is enormous and the empty space would just go to waste. It's convenient to have more staff in case anything happens."
He would never allow any accidents to happen to his grandmother! He would never be able to take it!
It seemed that she had seen through his intentions and felt that he was like a frightened bird. Mrs. Clements also understood his actions. Even if she didn't like the noise, this time, in order to make him feel at ease, she didn't refuse.
In the following two days, Frederick's only job was to watch the surveillance footage and think of the custom-made clothes. He was trying to conjure up more details.
On this day in the office, he was replaying the footage again. In the notebook, he also began to sum up his thoughts.
Could all this be the cooperation and collaboration of a group of people? Had it started with the territory of Western City or way before then? Was this actually... a huge conspiracy against him?
No matter if the motive was career or love, they were both closely related to him!
Was Alicia used as a sacrifice to target him? Was everything for the former or the latter? Perhaps everything was...
There was a knock on the door. Frederick immediately closed the notebook and said, "Come
in!"
Then, Chet walked in and closed the door.
"Frederick, I've gotten a reply from Witch & Queen. Their supervisor said that commercial products such as limited edition ones are handmade by a designer. It's normal for there to be replicas, but they're commonly sold discretely or under specific buyers. I searched the Inte and found quite a few such replicas. think that it's true that someone leaked it! However, their contentment standards guarantee that they'll never sell it to an outsider. This includes the design
concept and the finished product. Even the website's display is limited to VIPS or senior customers only! Because you've covered it, there's only one such design. The overall conclusion is that the dress' design was leaked, but they probably didn't know that it was you who covered the entire product. However, there's also another detail. The day you ordered all the goods and bought it out, someone called in to ask about it. Therefore, that person knows that you were the one who bought it!"
"Lindsay?"
"No, the one I found was... Danica!"
This result was also out of his expectations. If it was someone he wasn't familiar with, then this matter really might just be a coincidence.
However, it was now completely different.
"There's one more thing..."
Seeing Chet stammering with his head lowered, Frederick's eyes darkened a little, "Speak!"
"There is news from abroad that
as
Danica is missing! She went abroad and after completing the admission procedures, she has been traveling all over the country. Then, she suddenly disappeared. It was she disappeared into thin air. As such, I suspect that she has a hidden second identity! I'm sorry, Frederick!"