Chapter 47


    Chapter 47 Why do you know about the past?


    I smiled, not intending to borate. “Take it at face value, Mr. Young. If you’re curious, why not


    investigate my dear sister’s whereabouts during your ident? See if she really could have saved you


    from the border and brought you back.”


    With that, I prepared to leave.


    Idris seized my wrist, his handsome brow furrowed as he looked at me. “Yvette, how do you know


    about what happened in the past?” His confusion was palpable, and I yearned to tell him everything,


    but I knew that if he learned about the past, his stubborn nature would make a divorce even more


    unlikely.


    With this in mind, I said, “I don’t know anything. I just understand my sister’s nature, and I wanted to


    warn you. If you’re looking to repay a favor, make sure you’re not thanking the wrong person.


    Otherwise, you’ll end up the butt of everyone’s jokes.” I wrenched my hand from his grip, gathered my


    belongings, and left the yard. Idris seemed determined to follow, but


    Moore held him back.


    my stomach


    Clutching her stomach and grimacing in pain, she cried out to Idris, her voice strained with desperation.


    “Iddy, my hurts so much. Don’t leave…”


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    I could not help but admire Moore’s performance. Her acting skills were wasted anywhere besides a


    stage.


    When I left the Youngs‘ residence, night had fallen. Uncle Marcus called to tell me he had prepared all


    the financial documents. from Scott Corporation and asked if he should bring them to the Scotts‘ for me


    to review. I agreed. I had only a month to investigate the finances. Now that things were over between


    Idris and me, and with my father gone, my mother was alone at the Scotts‘. She was struggling, and it


    was the perfect time for me to return and support her, while also investigating the whereabouts of the


    missing three million. When I arrived at the Scotts, the sprawling vi was shrouded in darkness. At


    first, I thought my mother had not returned. But when I switched on the light, I saw her huddled on the


    sofa, her face streaked with tears and etched with exhaustion. The sudden brightness made her squint


    as she looked at me.


    Seeing her in this state, a pang of pain shot through my heart. I moved to her side, my voice raspy.


    “Mom, why are you sitting in the dark? Have you eaten dinner yet?”


    She gave a slight shake of her head, her gaze on me. “Yvette, do you think your father is cold, all alone


    in the funeral home? Do you think he might be scared? I’ve kept the light on, hoping he mighte


    back to see me. But I’ve been waiting, and there’s no sign of him. He was always so stubborn, so


    hard–hearted. He left without even saying a proper goodbye”


    The pain in my heart was so intense it felt like I could not breathe. I drew in a deep breath. “Mom, Dad


    was most worried about you before he left. He kept reminding me to take good care of you. He didn’t


    want to leave you. He just didn’t have the chance to say a proper goodbye.”


    Tears began to fall from my mother’s eyes again as she clung to me. “Yvette, what did your father say


    to you before he left? Tell me.”


    I knew she was missing my father.


    I repeated to her what my father had said to me before he left. She held me close, nodding slightly, her


    l*ps pressed together. He was always tough on the outside but soft on the inside. Even at the end, he


    couldn’t let go of us. That stubborn old man!”


    The doorbell rang from outside the yard. I remembered I had asked Uncle Marcus to deliver some


    financial documents. I got up to wee him and ushered Uncle Marcus into the living room.


    Uncle Marcus came in with a box of documents and ced them on the coffee table. “Ms. Scott, I’ve


    brought some of the financial reports from Scott Corporation and GleamGate Media for the past year.


    There’s still some more. The finance department said they needed more time to prepare the rest.


    They’ll deliver them tomorrow once they’re ready.”


    I nodded, looking at Uncle Marcus. “I appreciate your help, Uncle Marcus.”


    Uncle Marcus gave a nod of understanding. My mother, having wiped away the tear stains on her face,


    poured him a cup of tea and gestured for him to sit. epting the tea with a smile and a word of


    thanks, Uncle Marcus could not help but notice the redness of her eyes.


    “About the chairman’s situation,” he began, “I hope you’re managing your grief. Don’t let it consume


    you.”


    Chapter 47 Why do you know about the past?


    My mother offered a strained smile but said nothing more.


    Once the documents were delivered, Uncle Marcus did not linger. As he prepared to leave, he assured


    me that I could reach out to him if I needed anything. I responded with a grateful smile.


    Staring at the box of documents before me, I felt a twinge of anxiety between my brows. I was unsure if


    I had the capacity to navigate the current predicament of the Scott Corporation


    My mother, still oblivious to the situation, only questioned me after Uncle Marcus had left. “Yvette,


    what’s going on? Why do you need the financial documents of the Scott Corporation?”