Chapter 467


    I gazed at Jesper''s countenance, trying to decipher the underlying intentions of his persistent urging for


    me to attend the funeral. There was no way I was going to buy his story.


    Shifting slightly, I made myself look utterly rxed, as if I hadn''t a care in the world, and probed, "To be


    brutally honest, even if I did show up, your mom wouldn''t be thrilled. Let''s face it, the Dawsons have


    never liked me! And now that Jan and I are divorced, it would be downright awkward for me to make


    an appearance."


    "Oh, Aaliyah, you''re overthinking it! You know how my mom is—when has she been nice?" He tried to


    exin. But he was spot on; Hazel had never been nice to anyone.


    I offered a nomittal smile, not voicing any disagreement.


    "All these years, we’re grateful for what you’ve done. You know my mom—she might have a sharp


    tongue, but she''s clear-sighted. Otherwise, why would she entrust you with anything?"


    An inner scoff escaped me, my suspicions confirmed. There it was—the ulterior motive.


    Without skipping a beat, I replied, "What she gave me wasn''t a gift; she wanted me to buy a burial plot


    for her grandson, Evan. That puzzled me too. Why on earth she insisted I handle it is beyond me.


    Honestly, it''s thest thing I should be dealing with!"


    I didn''t shy away from the subject, stating it outright.


    "The truth is, I suspect she was trying to torture me. After all, that child is a thorn in my side, whether


    he''s your brother''s seed or Jan''s, it doesn''t matter to me.


    Not to mention, they were the catalyst for this whole mess. Now, they''ve both met their end, but at the


    cost of Medsafe Liyah Inc. Jesper, don''t you think that''s a hefty price to pay?"


    I didn''t mince my words, but I needed Jesper to feel the weight of it too. I knew him well enough to


    know he treasured Medsafe Liyah Inc.—it had given him a most respectable position, that of General


    Manager!


    As expected, Jesper''s expression soured, his nod filled with resignation. "You''re right, Aaliyah."


    I piled on the pressure, bringing Zora and Jessica into the mix.


    "Yet your mother handed this task off to me. That day, out of concern for her grave injuries and frail


    state, I took on the responsibility without much thought. And then there''s Zora and Jessica, badgering


    me with their insolence. I was too incensed toply. But upon leaving, it just felt inappropriate."


    Having made my point, I reached for my bag, unzipped it, and pulled out the small wallet Hazel had


    given me, sliding it across the table toward him. Calm and collected, I said, "This is what your mother


    left. It seems more fitting for you to have it. After all, you''re the kid''s uncle. Out of the whole Dawson


    n, you''re the most reliable. You handle it.


    It''s perfect timing, too, with Hazel gone. She adored that grandson, considered him the apple of her


    eye. You can bury them together; having her beloved grandchild by her side will surely bring her joy."


    My words were impably crafted, the rationale more than sufficient. Jesper couldn''t possibly refuse.


    Not that he would—he''de for this very reason.


    But to sessfully give him an out while offloading this hot potato was a win for me.


    And today, that precaution paid off.


    Jesper immediately adopted a regretful demeanor, waving his hands dismissively, "Aaliyah, you''ve got


    it all wrong! That wasn''t my intention! You misunderstood me!"


    I nodded with full understanding, my tone gentle and kind, "I get it, I know you''re a sensible man. The


    mere fact you''re discussing this with me today shows you have a tender heart. That''sforting to


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    know. At least there''s someone sensible in the Dawson family. I''m content with that. I haven''t


    overthought."  Dr?мanоvels


    Iid out my opinion of Jessica quite vividly, leaving no stone unturned.