Chapter 841
The first time was her aunt, who was also killed, and the murderer was still on the run.
She could not believe that her mother was gone too.
They had just been separated for one day, and now they could no longer see each other.
Why had God treated her like this? Why must it be her who lost her dad and now her mom?
The housekeeper came over and looked at her. “Miss, what is that?”
“My mother’s ashes.”
“What…” The housekeeper was startled, doubting whether her words were true. Seeing that Anne was looking depressed, she had to believe her.
That was unexpected news.
“Where is the aglio olio cooked by my mother? I’m hungry.”
“What aglio olio? I didn’t see any,” the nanny said.
“That morning, she said she made some aglio olio for me, and I hurried out without eating…” tears welled up in Anne’s eyes.
She felt as if her heart was bleeding.
Why did she not eat the aglio olio made by her mother? She would not be able to eat it anymore…
“Well, even if we do manage to find it, it would have spoiled by now. Miss, do you want to eat some? I can cook some for you now. I have seen Ma’am Vallois make it. It will be ready soon.” The housekeeper turned and went to the kitchen.
Anne sat there and waited.
It took some time.
Half an hour later, a bowl of aglio olio was served to Anne.
Anne picked it up, took the spoon, and ate it with tears welling in her eyes. “This does not taste the same as how my mother made it. It’s different…”
“Huh? I’ll make another bowl.”
Anne put down the bowl. “You are busy with your work, don’t worry about me.”
The nanny was a little worried about her. After all, she had just lost her closest relative.
She did not say anything and gave her some space.
Anne looked at the urn sadly. “Mom, I want to eat the aglio olio you usually cook for me… You said you would not leave me, but you lied to me… Why are you and Dad leaving me? What should I do…”
The nanny made dinner and came out of the kitchen and into the living room when she noticed that Anne was still sitting on the sofa. She seemingly had not moved.
Her complexion was extremely bad, her eyes were filled with tears, and she seemed to have lost her soul.
“Miss, she can’t come back from the dead. You have to take care of your health. Ma’am Vallois will want. you to be happy. Why don’t you go eat?” the housekeeper advised her.
“Go back and leave me alone,” Anne said.
The housekeeper sighed and said, “I’ll heat the aglio olio in the pan, and you can eat it later.”
After the housekeeper left, Anne was left alone in the room.
She sat there quietly, looking at her mother’s urn.
Anne felt that the room was too bright, and her mother would definitely not like it.
She got up and turned off all the lights in the mansion.
The mansion was suddenly plunged into darkness..
After all, it was only around six o’clock, and it was not completely dark yet.
The Rolls Loyce parked outside the mansion never left.
Anthony, who was sitting in the back seat, was submerged in the darkness, like a dormant beast, staring at the light.
At this moment, all the lights in the mansion went out, and it went dark.
Anthony got out of the car and went to the mansion.
Entering the living room, the hard leather soles hit the floor, his footsteps echoing through the mansion.
In the darkness, silhouettes in the living room could be seen, including a motionless person lying sideways on the sofa.
Anthony turned the lights on.
Anne’s opened eyes trembled, but there was no other reaction from her.
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Book 2 please.i like the story..thanks writer...