Chapter 907


    The basement was very quiet. Although Nathan''s voice was not loud, there was a faint echo back.


    Ste turned around, and looked at rence.


    He should have heard it.


    But rence''s expression did not change. After putting all the things in, he closed the trunk, took the


    mobile phone from Ste, and said lightly, "Got it."


    After that, he hung up the call.


    rence said to Ste, "Get in the car, let''s go back."


    After leaving the basement, a strong chill came in.


    rence raised the temperature of the air conditioner in the car and asked her, "Cold?"


    Ste sat in the passenger seat, holding the seat belt with both hands, and shook her head gently. "No,


    I''m fine."


    There was a traffic jam on their way back. The light from the traffic lights was particrly lively in the


    quiet night.


    The passing streets were filled with hurried footsteps.


    Everyone was rushing to their home.


    Only the car was very quiet.


    After a while, Ste said, "Don''t you want to visit him?"


    rence looked out of the window and said lightly, "No, I won''t."


    Ste was silent for a moment before saying, "Because of me?"


    "No, dear." rence exined, "I rescued him from Conrad''s Mansion was because that I want to deal


    with Justin. And that''s all."


    Ste pursed her lips and smiled. She said slowly, "In fact, I quite understand this feeling. At first, I


    thought that when Jeffrey died in prison, although I hated him to the core, I still took his ashes. I saw


    him for thest time and watched his unbearable life end with my own eyes."


    At that time, she did not know that Jeffrey Radomil was not her biological father.


    That feeling was hard to describe.


    She didn''t know whether rence should go or not, but she could feel that if he didn''t go tonight, that


    would be something that he would never be able to calm down, with his whole life.


    Though he hated Dempsey Conrad so much.


    rence held the steering wheel, pursed his lips, and said nothing.


    After a while, Ste said with ease, "Take me there. I want to bid farewell to him ."


    The corner of rence''s mouth twitched, as he looked at her.


    Ste said, "Well, go ahead. If you don''t go, we will think about it all night. We won''t be able to sleep,


    and we will feel more relieved about what happened in the past."


    After a long while, rence said in a low voice, "Okay..."


    Dempsey was arranged in a private vi by rence, and there were many people guarding inside and


    outside.


    When Ste and rence went in, Archer had taken off the needle on the back of Dempsey''s hand.


    The whole room was extremely quiet.


    Dempsey was lying on the bed, with half of her turbid eyes open. His eyes were sunken and the face


    was pale. He was no longer in high spirits and looked dignified without anger.


    His mouth kept moving as if was saying something, but his voice was too low and chaotic to be heard


    clearly.


    Ste was stunned to view him like this.


    Although she knew that Dempsey was dying, she did not expect to watch this...


    rence pulled her behind him to block her sight.


    Archer wiped his hands while looking at them, "I thought you wouldn''te."


    rence looked at the infusion bottle he took off, "How long will it take?"


    Archer nced at the person on the bed and said, "It''s almost near the time. He''s holding on for the


    last breath. I guess he''s waiting for you."


    At this time, Dempsey seemed to have sensed rence''s presence. He looked over with difficulty and


    stretched out his skinny hand with difficulty. His mouth moved even more violently, and he seemed to


    be a little excited.


    Archer said, "He seems to want to tell you something."


    rence pursed his lips. After exchanging nces with Ste, he walked over, bent one knee, and


    squatted in front of him.


    Dempsey grabbed his arm and kept making some sounds. He wanted to say something, but he


    couldn''t.


    rence looked at him calmly with a pair of ck eyes, "The reason why I came to see you for thest


    time is not to see you off, but to see how you end up suffering."


    Dempsey held his arm tighter, but his arm was still light and powerless.


    At this moment, his turbid eyes were filled with tears.


    rence continued saying to him indifferently, "You have done too many bad things in your life. Some


    people died because of you and their families were separated. You havee to this day, that''s your


    retribution.


    "Since you''re waiting for me, you should be mentally prepared. I will not put in any good words, and


    you can''t find a way out. After death without regret, you should leave with the guilt and regret for


    everyone, and pray for it and atone for your sins."


    The sound in Dempsey''s throat was stopped, his hand on rence was also pulled down, and he


    looked up without focus.


    His whole life''s experience was like a sh in front of him, fleeting.


    A few secondster, like what said by rence, he slowly closed his eyes with regret.


    Archer looked at the right time and wrote it down on the record book next to him.


    While writing, he asked rence, "Do you want to tell Aunt James?"


    rence slowly got up from the bedside, "Whatever."


    He walked up to Ste and took her hand, "Let''s go home."


    Ste nodded and followed him to go out.


    It was unknown when the snow began to fall. It was flying all over the sky, dotted with countless light


    spots for the dark night.


    After leaving the courtyard, rence suddenly stopped.


    Not far away, Justin sat in a wheelchair, putting his hands on his knees, and looked at them with a


    smile.


    He said slowly, "re, Ste."


    Ste looked at him, and said nothing.


    Justin sighed. "It''s not easy to find this ce. But I didn''t expect it to be thest time to send him off."


    rence''s face did not change. "Then you can stay here and slowly recall the past."


    Then, he left with Ste.


    After a while, Archer also came out. He nced at Justin, who was sitting in a wheelchair, he secretly


    clicked his tongue.


    Soon, rence''s staffs withdrew.


    Therge courtyard suddenly became quiet and empty.


    Justin raised his hand, and his men behind him understood and pushed him in.


    In the room, Dempsey was lying on the hospital bed, without breathing.


    Justin sped his hands and stared at him quietly.


    After a long time, the subordinate behind him asked, "Young Master Justin?"


    Justin said, "re was too kind to him. He died so gracefully."


    "Dempsey is stubborn all his life. Before he died, he couldn''t even take care of himself. So, this result


    was..."


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    Hearing this, Justin sneered and said, "This is not enough."


    His men kept quiet, and didn''t say anything.


    Justin turned around in the wheelchair and ordered, "Take his corpse away and go to my mother''s


    grave."