She Was Never Just a Pretty Face novel Chapter 244

After the funeral, a torrential downpour slammed into Alpha City.

It rained for three days and three nights without stopping.

It felt like a final farewell to Hilda.

Luther's empire continued to thrive, but with Hilda gone, his world was devastatingly empty.

The Judsons in Havenworth City naturally cut ties. Even when Soren Sutton took over his family's business and recklessly provoked him in the corporate world, Luther barely cared. Despite paying Soren no mind, the encounters always brought Hilda rushing back to his thoughts. Every glimpse of a familiar face reminded him of her.

His parents refused to acknowledge him.

Annie seemed to grow up overnight.

She took charge of her little brother—feeding him, putting him to bed, and taking him to school.

In her small frame, flashes of Hilda's shadow could sometimes be seen.

Since her mother's death, Annie hadn't spoken a single word to Luther.

On weekends, she would take Landon to see their grandparents.

Or to their grandmother Gardenia's house.

Even little Landon grew unnervingly quiet in his innocence.

Luther was left in complete isolation, his heart a hollow void.

Right before the holidays.

The sanatorium was leveled to the ground.

Luther purchased the land and built a park over the ashes.

He named it *Sanctuary Park*, in memory of Hilda.

The director had been arrested. Due to her illicit medical practices—bypassing the specialists and forcefully medicating Hilda—she was facing life behind bars. The young nurse who had cared for Hilda served as a key witness for the prosecution.

That day, as Luther walked out of the courthouse.

A faint voice called out from behind him.

"Mr. Sanford, can we talk?"

Luther turned around to see a familiar face.

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