Chapter 555


    The leader’s expression was cold. “Are you sure?”


    “…I’m sure.” Monique struggled to sit down in front of Christy and covered her face. “…She is my


    daughter. I can’t do it.”


    The leader seemed to be a little sarcastic. He didn’t say anything more. He just made a gesture, and


    then they left quietly.


    “…She owed me.” A twisted smile appeared on Christy’s face. “She had never fulfilled her promise to


    me.”


    “Wasn’t she the respected Monique? Wasn’t she highly respected? I wanted her to fall into the mud!”


    “She wanted to be known for her own needlework, but I didn’t let her get what she wanted! I wanted her


    whole life’s efforts to be ruined by me. I wanted Monique’s needle technique to be Bolton n’s


    needle technique. I wanted her to remember my father forever!”


    Speaking of this, Christy’s face was already full of tears.


    Crystal didn’t know what to say. She bit the corner of her lips and lowered her eyshes.


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    At this time, the door of the incineration room was opened with a bang. A staff member came out. with a


    small box in his hand and said, “This is the ashes of your mother. I’m sorry for your loss.” Christy


    trembled and took the small box with trembling fingers.


    It was so strange that such a big person, after being burned, had turned into a pile of non-existent things.


    Crystal seemed to have passed through the years when she saw Christy, who was only 13 years old.


    She stood in the funeral house and took the ashes of her father.


    Time was clearly moving forward, one second at a time. But for Christy, it had turned back for more than


    30 years at this time.


    The staff quickly left. Christy held the box and slowly walked out. She said in a hoarse voice, “Crystal, I’m


    no longer a threat to you.”


    Crystal took a step forward, wanting to say something, but Harold grabbed her hand and said, “Whether


    it’s legal or blood, they are mother and daughter.”


    Crystal stopped in her tracks.


    She looked at Christy’s back and asked, “You have avenged your father. Are you happy now?” Christy


    laughed out loud. “Hahahaha… I’m so happy. How could I be unhappy?”


    At the end of her words, she was already crying.


    Crystal watched her leave the crematorium step by step and whispered, “Where do you think she will


    go?”


    “It doesn’t matter where she goes.” Harold said lightly, “You won’t have any contact with her in the


    future.”


    Crystal raised her head and said, “I don’t understand… Why did Monique want to kill her? What does a


    container mean? This word… makes me very ufortable.”


    Harold’s eyes were very cold, as if a storm wasing. But when he faced Crystal, he lowered his


    eyshes and covered them up. “If you don’t understand, then don’t think about it. The rtionship


    between humans is veryplicated.”


    Crystal pressed her chest and said, “Yes, my mother tried her best to give birth to me, but Christy fell out


    with Monique.”


    “That’s enough,” Harold said. “Everyone has their own ending. They’ve already reached their end.”


    He took Crystal’s hand and said, “Let’s go.”


    Crystal answered in a daze and followed Harold out. The crematorium was cold and windy, but the sun


    was shining brightly outside.


    It was not until a long timeter that she realized that Monique was the only one who had reached the


    final stage. However, Harold had used the word “they”