Clara Vance stepped forward, neither haughty nor humble. Looking at the large expanse of the Wintersweet Arboretum reduced to scorched deadwood in the distance, she said, "I just feel it's a pity. An outstanding woman like you, Ms. Shaw, shouldn't be trapped in past relationships. You should look forward."
Hearing this, everyone froze for a moment.
Seraphina Shaw realized something was wrong. She frowned slightly, her expression turning serious.
Phoebe Shaw's lips were tightly pursed, her face still looking grim.
"What do you mean?"
Clara looked back at her, her eyes sincere, filled with a woman's empathy and heartache for another woman.
She said, "I know the story of you and your first love, Ms. Shaw. You two started from scratch, co-founded Shaw Enterprises together, and were deeply in love."
"But later, when times got better, he cheated on you. He got involved with his secretary and, for her sake, didn't hesitate to ruin the newly listed company. He sold his shares, took the money, and went abroad with the secretary, leaving you alone to desperately clean up the company's mess and debts..."
As Phoebe listened, a layer of fine blue veins gradually surfaced at the corners of her eyes.
Desperately restraining herself, she let out a bitter laugh.
"What exactly are you trying to say? Do these things have anything to do with my wintersweet?"
Clara: "Of course they do. I know you planted the wintersweet for him."
"Because during your most difficult year, the ring he bought for you was engraved with wintersweet flowers, symbolizing steadfastness, loyalty, endurance, and purity."
"This relationship was too profound."
"So, when he betrayed you, you had resentment and hatred in your heart. You couldn't let go, couldn't accept it. Thus, you planted this Wintersweet Arboretum, hoping to dissipate those emotions."
"But what I want to say is, it's really not worth it. That person, no matter how good he was to you in the past, betrayed you. A betrayal is a betrayal. He doesn't deserve you spending so much of your spirit on him."
"You deserve better."
Phoebe's eyes trembled. She stared at Clara for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed, the corners of her eyes turning slightly red. "Good! Well said!"
She looked at the Wintersweet Arboretum reduced to ashes in the distance, swallowing hard. It was both a release and a letting go.
"Isn't it just over a decade? Just over a decade! It's no big deal. Since he could turn the page so easily, it would be too humiliating for me to stay rooted in the past. It's good that it burned!"
Seeing this scene, the few servants who had been cursing earlier were shocked.
Seraphina was also stunned, her eyes widening in disbelief.
She never imagined that Phoebe had such a dark past, and that Clara happened to know about it!

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