Chapter 986
Before Pearl went back home with Richard, she asked him to take Saule away before informing
Dustan and Susan.
ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
Richard then brought Mobius''s ashes back, causing amotion in the family.
Everyone felt devastated learning about Mobius''s death, especially Susan. Her cries were heart-
wrenching as she held onto the box tightly.
Dustan stood there, staring at the brown box, his lips quivering. "Rick, your brother''s ashes are in
there?"
Richard felt heavy-hearted and could only nod.
"My dear Mobius! How could you leave us like this?" Tears streamed down Susan''s face. Mobius
was her favorite son, the youngest, beloved by his parents.
But that''s life. People could be here one day and gone the next, leaving behind a pile of ashes. How
could she not be upset?
"Please don''t be too sad, Mom. We can''t bring back the dead," Richard said softly.
Susan took a deep breath to calm herself. "How did he die?"
"The race car was going too fast, and there was an ident, so…"
Susan ground her teeth. "Could someone have tampered with the car? Mobius was skilled. I can''t
believe it was just an ident. If he wasn''t a good driver, he wouldn''t have been chosen to train. I
believe someone is behind this."
"I know you might not believe this, but it''s the truth. No one did anything," Richard said, though he
knew the truth was moreplicated.
Although this was linked to Esther, it wasn''t her fault. But Susan might not see it that way and might
me Esther for everything.
Susan hugged the box tighter, sobbing harder after she heard that. "My Mobius…"
"Alright, let''s not cry. Crying won''t bring him back," Dustan finally spoke up. He was also extremely
distraught but felt he had to maintainposure as the head of the family. Yet he couldn''t bear to
see Susan in such pain.
"He''s your son too. So what if I cry? Don''t talk to me," Susan retorted. "You''re still hung up on Beah.
That''s why you don''t care about us, mother and son."
"I''ve told you countless times, I don''t have feelings for her anymore. I know you''re sad that our son
is dead, but do you think I''m not? I love our family. Stop making baseless usations," Dustan
replied, frustrated.
Susan felt her anger rising at Dustan''s response. "What…"
"Enough arguing. Let''s discuss Mobius''s funeral arrangements," Richard intervened.
Susan broke down, unable to bear the weight of her grief. Her weak heart couldn''t handle it, and
she copsed, her vision darkening as she fainted.