novelraw Chapter 659: Mr. Sinclair’s Memorial Day
Chapter 659: Mr. Sinclair’s Memorial Day
Nora Northwood wasn’t blocking the elevator door. She called over Peach Bell, and the two of them sat facing each other in the lounge area.
There was a low sofa and a coffee table, and the reception brought them warm water, which was not considered impolite.
Nora asked, "You found your way here to say something to me."
Anyone listening carefully could tell that her final intonation was a statement.
She was only a few years older than Peach Bell, but her experiences with people and things were several times more.
Peach Bell promptly responded, "Tomorrow is Mr. Sinclair’s death anniversary."
April 22nd.
Nora remembered the general date but forgot the exact day. It was only when reminded that she recalled it.
With a straight face and a calm heartbeat, she told a lie, saying, "I know."
Then, there was no follow-up.
Her expression was entirely under control, and as for Peach Bell’s level of insight, how could she tell?
The young girl cautiously asked, "Can I go and pay my respects to them tomorrow?"
This question was somewhat absurd.
No matter how you look at it, it was a question not meant for Nora’s ears.
First of all, she had no decision-making power in this matter; secondly, whether to go or not had nothing to do with her.
After thinking for quite a while, she still couldn’t understand why Peach Bell had approached her.
Suddenly, her gaze began to drift.
The person across was still waiting for her answer.
When she returned to her senses, Nora gave an ambiguous answer, "I don’t make decisions on this matter. Where you go is your own freedom."
Peach Bell wanted to continue asking, but Nora tactfully blocked her, "My colleagues are waiting for me to attend a meeting. Does my driver need to take you back to school? If not, the subway station is very close."
She remembered that the young girl attended an international academy.
Peach Bell replied to her that she didn’t need it, so Nora got up and left.
She didn’t want to waste too much time on Peach Bell; her time was precious.
Thus, in a place where she couldn’t be seen, Peach Bell and Rachel Woodward gathered together.
"How was it? Does she know tomorrow is the Sinclair Family’s death anniversary?" Rachel’s excitement was barely contained, and a flash of shrewdness crossed her eyes as she asked.
"She knows."
"Based on how my older cousin usually acts, he will pay his respects tomorrow and then return to The Sinclair Residence. Tomorrow night, I’ll take you back with me."
Rachel had been an accessory for over a decade and had long since figured out Jasper Sinclair’s routine on the day of the death anniversary.
It was only recently she found out that Peach Bell and Liam Jacobs were half-siblings.
No wonder, when she first saw Peach Bell, the young girl’s appearance felt familiar.
During these days, she tried countless ways to get Peach Bell to willingly work for her.
Rachel promised to let the young girl return to Jasper Sinclair’s side. During this process, she discovered that this person had an almost obsessive affection for Jasper Sinclair.
It wasn’t ordinary romantic affection. If you had to describe it more closely... it was a bit pathological.
Rachel exploited this to make Peach Bell work for her.
Of course, everything they planned hinged on keeping it a secret from Liam Jacobs.
Up until now, Rachel didn’t think Liam cared much for his sister, but to be safe, what should be hidden must still be hidden.
That night.
Jasper Sinclair’s mood sank into an unusual slump, and Nora Northwood knew well the reason for his slump.
She wasn’t someone who was good at comforting others, so she just sat quietly next to Jasper Sinclair, her legs dangling casually and always keeping half a meter’s distance.