The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan) novel Chapter 311

"Where's Cordelia? Isn't it her grandma's funeral?" Edwin asked Brooklyn.

"Cordelia couldn't make it, Mr. Evans wouldn't let her go, but she suspects her grandmother's death was no accident, and she wants us to check it out," Brooklyn filled Edwin in.

Edwin nodded repeatedly. "Then how about this, I'll go upstairs, you can wait down here, and I'll see what I can find out," Edwin suggested.

"Sounds good. Cordelia sure is lucky to have a friend like you. Her husband sticks his nose in everything and micromanages her every move. As her friends, we have to help share the burden," Brooklyn said with a knowing look.

Edwin looked downcast. "I know, right? Mr. Evans is just looking out for her. If it were me, considering her condition, I wouldn't let her go either."

Brooklyn didn't respond, but she was thinking, “When Edwin gave that example, shouldn't he have said if it were him and her was the one in Cordelia’s condition, he wouldn't let Brooklyn go? Why did he still say Cordelia?”

It showed that in his heart, every time he thought of Cordelia's husband, he was picturing himself. Even though Edwin never showed it, it was hard to hide feelings for someone. His feelings always managed to slip through the cracks. Brooklyn felt her heart sink.

She had always known that Edwin had a secret crush on Cordelia, but today, her heart froze over.

"Cordelia sent me a thousand dollars, so I'll transfer it to you. You can decide on how to handle it," Brooklyn said, transferring the money to Edwin.

They arrived at Roseville, Ronald's neighborhood.

Edwin parked the car downstairs, and Brooklyn stayed in the car while Edwin went up alone. Only Ronald was in the living room.

"Who are you...?" Ronald asked Edwin.

"Oh, I'm the son of a friend of your grandmother's. I heard about her passing, and I wanted to pay my respects," Edwin said. "This is just a small token."

After saying this, Edwin handed over an envelope of cash to Ronald.

Ronald felt the thickness of the envelope, and his impression of Edwin improved. He didn't question Edwin's background any further. A scammer wouldn't be handing out that amount of cash.

"The funeral was held this morning. You can put a flower here." Ronald suggested.

"But should we let Deanna get off scot-free?" Sienna asked again.

"Of course not. There will be time for payback. This time, she helped us get rid of the old burden, which is a favor of sorts," Samantha said. "As for the future, I'm not done with her yet. I've already exposed her tax evasion, her affair with the director, and her impersonation of a cornea donor to win someone’s trust. All these accusations are enough to ruin her. Tonight, Deanna can wait for her downfall; if she won't let me live, she can't expect to live either."

"Good girl!"

The information about Deanna having her father impersonate a cornea donor was something Samantha pieced together while working as Deanna's assistant, from overhearing conversations between Leila and Deanna. She knew that as long as she was the first to leak the information, she would have the upper hand. Besides, it was well known that Deanna was a diva and had already lost public favor.

Edwin felt a chill run down his spine being in the house with these two people. He said his goodbyes to Ronald and left.

Once downstairs, he was shaking all over. He lit a cigarette with trembling hands.

Brooklyn saw his pale face and asked anxiously, "What happened?"

"It's horrifying. I'll tell you on the way." Edwin quickly turned the steering wheel and drove off.