Caught Him Cheating My Life Restarted (Natalie) novel Chapter 484

When Edgar Lockwood passed away, Harold Lockwood had only been a teenager. It was a time of war, with the threat of death hanging over them every moment. The Lockwood family was incredibly wealthy back then, which made them a prime target. Various factions wanted to make trouble for them, to carve up their assets and swallow them whole. But this one woman, even after her husband’s death, managed to hold the family together through those chaotic times and raise her young son.

Seeing the Lockwood Group thriving today, he knew she was the most legendary woman in all of Aurelis, and a sister-in-law he deeply admired.

Grace Lockwood’s eyes were as still as a deep well. “In this life,” she said, “all beings suffer.”

Grace Lockwood clutched the prayer beads in her hand. She had once heard that chanting mantras for the deceased would bring them peace in the next world. Since Edgar Lockwood’s death, she had chanted for him every single day for fifty years. She had worn this string of beads for fifty years. Who could have known she had worn them for so long?

Guests milled about, greeting one another. The fiftieth-anniversary memorial was indeed a grand occasion.

Terence sat in his wheelchair with Natalie standing behind him. Together, they watched the matriarch.

“The matriarch must have been very beautiful when she was young,” Natalie said in awe. Some people, even when they grow old and time leaves its mark on their faces, still show glimpses of their youthful appearance.

“My grandmother was indeed very beautiful when she was young,” Terence said. “This is the only photograph of her and my grandfather together. The baby they’re holding is my father.”

Harold Lockwood demanded, “Who are you with? Today is the fiftieth anniversary of my cousin Edgar’s passing. What are you doing barging in here with all these bodyguards? Are you looking for trouble?”

Just then, the bodyguards parted, clearing a path down the middle. An old man with silver hair appeared. Though his hair was white, he stood tall and straight, at least six feet tall, with a distinguished air. The person following beside him… was Simon.

A thought struck Natalie, and she quickly compared the man to the photograph. The person in the photo and the old man before them seemed to be one and the same!

The silver-haired man looked down his nose and said, “Since this is Lockwood territory, who are you to be making such a racket?”