Chapter 230
Chapter 230 Bodies Burled for Ten Years
Uninterested in him, I looked for my phone and called Sweety, but the call was hung up after a few
rings.
When I tried again, it was no longer going through. I only received a text message, saying: [ Yvette, I
know what I want, what I should do, and what I shouldn’t. I’m not a child. I don’t need you constantly
telling me what to do. I want some peace and quiet for a few days, so please don’t bother me!]
Looking at the message on my phone, I felt a lump in my throat. Was she ming me for interfering too
much?
Sighing deeply, my headache worsened. Yes, I was not her mother and had no right to meddle in her
private affairs. I was just a childhood friend. If she was determined to do something, I was not someone
who could stop her.
However, she met Liam because of me. I could logically analyze the pros and cons, but I could not
calmly watch her blindly follow her heart.
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Putting down my phone, I felt extremely ufortable. If Liam and Emily truly end up splitting because
of her impulsiveness, how would I face Emily in the future?
My phone vibrated suddenly. ncing at it, I saw a call from my mother. Then, upon. answering it, I
heard her asking, “Yvette, are you asleep?”
Hearing her voice improved my mood, and I replied, “Not yet, Mom. When are you and Mr. Sanchez
coming back?”
“I was just about to discuss this with you,” my mother began. “After attending Mary’s wedding, Little
Sanchez and I went to his hometown. It’s really remote, but the air is fresh and the scenery is beautiful,
though the roads aren’t easy to drive down. We couldn’t drive up to the mountain this afternoon, so
Little Sanchez and I hiked there. You have no idea what it was like. I’ve never walked such a long
mountain path in my life. It was exhausting!”
Listening to my mother’s rambling, I realized she and Maxwell had gone to the mountain that copsed
ten years ago. I quickly asked, “You were only supposed to take a look. Why did you go into the
mountain? The mountain is almost entirely hollowed out with mining tunnels. What are you doing
there?”
My mother seemed unconcerned as she spoke, “Don’t worry. I had the same concerns as you initially,
thinking that since a disaster had urred here before, it definitely wouldn’t be safe. However, when
Little Sanchez and I arrived today, we realized it’s not as dangerous as you
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think. The previously copsed mountainside hasrgely recovered, and now it’s all dense
forests. I inquired around, and the government often sends people for inspection, so it’s safe. Don’t
worry, there won’t be any problems. Besides, many vigers still live deep in the mountains. They said
that apart from the natural disaster that urred ten years ago, there haven’t been any significant
incidents since then, so it’s fine.”
Knowing I could not persuade my mother from afar, I sighed slightly and could only respond, “Alright, I
won’t worry then. But tell me, what are you doing in the mountains? When will youe back?”
My mother chuckled. “That’s what I was just about to tell you. That Little Sanchez originally
just wanted toe back for a vitut when we arrived at the foot of the mountain, a viger mentioned
that some remains of the people octus perished in the disaster ten years ago had been found due to
the changes over the years. Hearing this, Little Sanchez wanted to enme back and see if he could find
his parents‘ remaine to give them a proper burial.
I frowned. The mountains had been hollowed out, and most people were buried hundreds of feet deep
when the mountains copsed. How could the remains of the victims suddenly appear ? ti they were to
be found, it would likely be due to tectonic movements or extensive development in the area. But in just
ten years, there had not been any earthquakes or other natural disasters there, not had there been
significant development. The Youngs had not developed that mountain area since the incident. They
barely touched thatnd, and needle to say, neither had anyone else.
“Mom, are you sure that the remains found by the vigers are from the victims of that disaster? It’s
been ten years. There might have been other idents in the mountains, and the bodies might not
belong to those victims,” I said, voicing my doubts.