Chapter 145 A Heart-to-heart Talk


    Chapter 145 A Heart-to-heart Talk


    Colin was not exaggerating. He had heard that Shepard and Daisy were disfigured beyond recognition


    in the car ident. A few years ago, he watched a horror movie with his cousins, including Faye.


    In the movie, a female ghost was caught in a fire before her death, and her face waspletely


    disfigured.


    Faye still remembered Faye''s ghastly pale face when she watched the movie. He saw her run into the


    kitchen and crouch in the corner, shivering.


    Hearing the sound of the p, Tiffany ran over and stood in front of Helen. "Colin, how could you beat


    her? Helen is just a kid. Kids are always curious. She just wants to share something with Faye." Colin


    chuckled, "Is she a kid? She''s in her twenties now."


    Tiffany was lost for words. "Since Helen is so curious about the disfigured face of the dead, I can try to


    ask the policemen to keep Jared''s dead body for another night so that she can see enough of it."


    Tiffany was speechless. Every Farrell knew what kind of person Colin was. He was a man who meant


    what he said.


    Tiffany dared not to offend Colin, so turned to look at Old Mr. Farrell. Old Mr. Farrell gasped for breath


    with rage, his chest heaving. "Enough!" he stormed.


    The living room fell into silence. Faye stood holding her breath, and clenched her hand, trying to


    suppress the tremendous anger in her heart.


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    She told herself that it was not the time. This farcested until Jared''s body was carried away at noon,


    and then a sergeant-like policeman came in to talk to Old Mr. Farrell. "Mr. Farrell, have you lost any


    valuables at home?"


    There was a thoughtful look on Old Mr. Farrell''s face and then he smiled. "To be honest, I haven''t done


    statistics on these things at home."I didn''t count the valuables at home."


    The sergeant nodded and said, "After our investigation, we found that he might have stolen something


    and was going to run away from the backyard. Unexpectedly, he fell into the swimming pool and


    drowned because he couldn''t swim."


    Old Mr. Farrell sighed and said in apassionate tone, "It''s just a cheap thing. I don''t care if I can


    have it back, but the case..."


    The sergeant replied with a smile, "You''re very kind-hearted. I may as well tell you the person died from


    drowning and it has nothing to do with your family."


    And it was the final verdict on Jared''s death.


    When the police left, Old Mr. Farrell sat on the sofa and said slowly, "Since Jared is dead, this is the


    end of those things. No one is allowed to look into them."


    Then he looked at Faye. "Faye, I feel sorry for your parents'' death. Our family have treated you well. I


    hope you won''t bite the hand that fed you."


    When Colin was about to lose his temper on hearing that, Faye tugged at his sleeves and replied to


    Old Mr. Farrell, "OK."


    Satisfied about Faye''s attitude, Old Mr. Farrell said some caring but insincere stuff to her, trying to show


    a good side of himself.


    Colin and Faye came out of the Farrell''s house that afternoon and left in the car.


    After a long silence, Faye said to Colin, wearing a smile, "Would you like a drink?"


    Colin cracked a smile. "What would you like to drink?"


    "Beer is good. What about drinking by the riverside?" Faye said.


    Colin spun his car around and said cheerfully, "No problem!"


    Soon after, they got there. Faye rolled down the window to let the cold wind blow on her face.


    The chilly wind blew across the icy river, and made people shiver. Faye put her head out of the window


    with her hair ruffled by the wind. Colin stared at her, leaning against the car door.


    "Do you enjoy looking at rivers?"


    "I do," Faye said with a pure smile.


    "Then I can drive you here often." He opened a can of beer and gave it to her. He even had bought


    some pickled bar food for Faye.


    Faye sipped at the beer and spoke, "Colin, why don''t you tell me about your past? I feel curious about


    it."


    Colin smiled with a cigarette butt between his lips. "It''s not interesting. I don''t have a story to tell."


    Faye rolled up the window and gathered her coat around her. She looked at Colin through her


    narrowed eyes, holding the beer can in her hands. "You''re kidding. Obviously, you had a difficult time of


    life as I did."