Perhaps it was because she constantly replayed the harsh words she had spoken to Beatrice, and the image of her mother's face, pale and swollen from the freezing water during their final meeting.
Beatrice was a tragic figure, utterly pitiful from start to finish.
Juniper didn't dare think too deeply about what Beatrice had endured in her youth. Starving, did Beatrice ever have a pet like Lucky? Was that pet eventually eaten by others? Beatrice had learned from those experiences that this was just how the world worked. She had never known the right way to do things; she just followed what everyone else did. She must have been so confused, never understanding why her own daughter resented her so much.
After all, wasn't this how everyone survived?
Juniper couldn't bear to think about how many injustices Beatrice had swallowed while Juniper had harbored so much hatred for her.
But society never cared about the grievances of a middle-aged woman, as if all her sacrifices were simply expected.
Juniper sat there until she heard the sound of the car door opening.
A moment later, Nelson returned, carrying Moonlight in his arms.
Moonlight was thrashing wildly, even trying to bite him, but halfway through the chomp, the little dog saw Juniper and its tail instantly started wagging.
Nelson placed Moonlight in her lap and took her hand, resting it gently on the dog's head.
Feeling the warm, soft bundle beneath her palm, Juniper finally felt the overwhelming tide of emotions recede.
She looked down quietly at Moonlight, her palm gently patting the pup's fur.
Quinn had stepped out of the car as soon as they parked.
He watched Nelson get out and head inside to grab the little dog.
Given his towering height, Nelson cut an incredibly lonely figure in the night.
His movements were swift and decisive. Quinn even saw the dog take a nip at Nelson, yet Nelson only lowered his voice and muttered, "I'm not going to deal with you right now. Just do a good job comforting your mom later."
Quinn truly felt that this man and the ruthless CEO of the company were two completely different people.
But over the past few years as his assistant, Quinn hadn't had a strong presence. Nelson handled most things personally and had been incredibly driven while abroad. Quinn had been stationed domestically during that time, so he had no idea what Nelson had truly experienced overseas.
Moonlight was very well-behaved in Juniper's arms, barking softly and constantly nuzzling her palm.
A faint smile touched Juniper's lips. She held the dog quietly, leaning against the seat until she drifted off to sleep.
Moonlight, sensing the mood, settled down and stopped fussing.
Nelson softened his movements, but his phone rang at that exact moment.
It was Yvonne, her voice twisted with fury. "Get over here right now and explain yourself to the Thorne family! Lucas is Lydia's cousin, you really... you really...!"
Yvonne was so furious she couldn't find the words, her breath hot with rage.
The incident with Corbin Xavier had only just blown over, forcing her to completely cut ties with Corbin's mother. But this was the Thorne family!



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