Chapter 878


    Sophia was reminded of her grandpa, who hadin sick in the bed in his final moments, leaving the


    world in agony and worry. When he drew hisst breath, he was still mumbling her name. It was a


    painful memory that she tried not to recall.


    At noon, John made another call to her after he took a break from work. Thinking that she still didn’t


    know about Dexter’s death, he excused himself from lunch at home due to some ‘work matters’.


    Sophia said, “Alright. Have you heard about the incident that befell the Baileys?”


    From her question, it was obvious that she knew about Dexter’s tragedy. John became quiet, which


    Sophia took as a silent agreement. She let out a low sigh. “How did they lose him? Didn’t you say that


    the injuries weren’t serious?”


    John didn’t know how it happened as well. He told her the truth—that he would leave the office soon to


    visit the Baileys. William had been there for the entire morning and didn’t return, so he wanted to check


    out the situation. Sophia nodded on her end. “Sure, go ahead. Since you are business partners, it’s


    only appropriate that you visit them.”


    They kept the conversation brief. After the call, John skipped lunch and drove straight to the Bailey


    Residence. The entire family was in disarray and was surrounded by an awkward air, full of crying and


    wailing. All the rtives of the Baileys congregated in the living room, where they made amotion. It


    was hard to tell if they were truly grieving.


    At the time, William was in Old Mr. Bailey’s room upstairs. John made a call to his dad in the living


    room, and William asked him to go up.


    Now, everyone from the First Bailey Family fell ill from the shock. Therefore, the Second Bailey Family


    sent some representatives to help manage the rtives who flocked over upon hearing the news.


    Since the servants in the residence recognized John, they did not block him from heading upstairs.


    The door to Old Mr. Bailey’s room was open, and John headed straight into it. He saw the old


    gentleman seated on the bed and appeared aged. His hair seemed to have greyed over the night.


    William was standing near the door, and when he saw John, he gestured for him to meet Isabelle. John


    stared at Old Mr. Bailey for a while but did not know how tofort him. In the end, he turned and


    headed to Isabelle’s room. Knowing which room was hers, he went up and knocked.


    Isabelle was alone in the room but did not respond to the knocking. John could only call out to her,


    “Isabelle, it’s me.”


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    When she heard his voice, she quickly shuffled over to open the door for him. She was in a terrible


    condition, her eyes swollen and her hair unkempt, totally different from her usual image. She turned her


    body sideways, making way for him to enter the room, before closing and locking the door.


    He turned around to face her and sighed. “My condolences.”


    She went to sit on her bed and asked, “How was Dexter doing when youst saw him yesterday? Did


    you witness the entire ident?”


    John told her no and suggested that she check the traffic camera with the traffic police. She shook her


    head. “Our family went over to check the footage. The police said that it was Dexter who ran the red


    light and crashed into the other car.”


    At this moment, Isabelle sobbed a little as she recalled the doctor’s diagnosis. ording to their


    doctor, Dexter was suffering from psychological issues. The root of this unfortunate ident was the


    Baileys’ dismissal of Dexter’s change.


    She pressed on, “I just wanted to know how he was acting at that moment. Was he very determined to


    face death?” The thought of that made her cover her face, and tears rolled down her cheeks. “It’s all my


    fault. It’s my fault for not noticing the changes in him.”


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