Chapter 576 The Cemetery


    It was instantly quiet, and everyone’s eyes fell on him.


    Shawn was the first to react, "Spencer, we haven’t even got drunk yet!”


    "Yes, Spencer! We have all the time in the world to y!”


    Spencer did not answer and had walked out of the door.


    Everyone here was puzzled while Georgia looked disappointed. Spencer still hated her.


    "Georgia, don’t take it to the heart. He’s always like this.”


    Georgia forced a smile and drank the beer.


    Since Spencer was gone, Georgia didn''t stay here for too long. After a while, she put down her ss,


    got up and said goodbye to the team members before she left with a smile.


    She felt lost.


    On the way home, Georgia couldn’t figure it out. Why did he still hate her even though she had done


    nothing at all?


    The next day morning.


    Spencer got up early, and the team members were still sleeping. He walked downstairs.


    "Sir..." Tammy was stunned when she saw him and she said, "Why did you get up so early?" The lights


    were not yet turned on in the hall downstairs.


    Spencer saw Tammy and stopped. "Good morning.”


    "Are you going out?" Tammy saw the jacket in Spencer’s arm. It was a little cold outside.


    "Yes.”


    Spencer did not say where he was going, nor did Tammy ask.


    After a while, Spencer continued walking while Tammy asked, "Will youe back for breakfast?”


    Spencer thought about it. “Yes.”


    "Okay." Tammy was rxed. She didn’t think the food in the restaurants was healthy enough for him.


    Ivan sent her here to take care of Spencer and she didn’t want to fail him.


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    As Spencer walked out of the club, a cool breeze came and he put on his jacket.


    He got into the ck Volvo.


    Soon after he got in, he drove towards the cemetery.


    Ten minutester, it was quiet and beautiful in the cemetery, with vines, grass, morning mist, insects


    and birds singing...


    The gravestones had stood here over the years.


    Spencer got off the car and walked along the road, the air filled with the smell of dirt.


    Standing in front of his mother''s grave, he stared at the photo on the tombstone, reaching out and


    gently caressing it.


    "Mom, I''ve been doing well recently." He was rxed. "Ivan once took away my club and dismissed my


    team, but he has helped me build a bigger one with better equipment. The yer had alle back


    with the same dream..."


    Spencer felt that it was all like a dream, a happy one.


    "He has always been nice to me, but I’ve just started to appreciate it," he smiled and sighed. “After all


    that has happened, I know now that life is like a movie. I’ve missed the first half of it, I don’t want to


    miss the second half.”


    For Spencer now, having a goal was the most important thing.


    He did not stay in the cemetery for long.


    He often came here to talk to his mother about his life. To him, she had never really left.


    Early in the morning.


    Finnley and Mya came to thepany together and a lot of employees saw them getting out of the


    same car.


    They hadn’t paid much attention to it before, but after the gossip that they were getting married was


    spread in thepany, everyone was guessing that they had moved in together.