Chapter 191
Chapter 191 A Pleasant Surprise
Instead of going directly to Moxley Manor, Deborah first visited Lydia’s graveyard.
The car pulled up outside the cemetery, with Evelyn waiting in the driver’s seat. Meanwhile, Deborah
led Alyssa into the graveyard.
On a morning like New Year’s Eve, the sky was filled with heavy snowfall, and the cold air was piercing
to the bone.
There wasn’t a single person in sight throughout the entire cemetery. Deborah walked on the snow-
covered ground, with Alyssa obediently following closely behind her.
Upon arriving at the cemetery, Deborah paused for a moment, noticing arge bouquet of white
chrysanthemums ced in front of the tombstone.
In such heavy snow, a paper card with a mourning message written on it, ced on the flowers, has
yet to bepletely soaked by the melting snow.
It’s clear that the flowers were ced here not long ago.
In her lifetime, Lydia didn’t have many serious friends.
Just a few of her usual card-ying friends, who didn’t even bother toe and see her at her funeral
after she passed away.
Not to mention, even after three years, those people would stille to pay tribute to her with flowers.
So, who could have brought this flower?
Deborah immediately turned around and looked around carefully.
But everywhere was cold and deserted, not at all like someone had been here before.
Deborah picked up the card attached to the flowers and examined it, but there was no information left
by the person who had offered them.
Not far away, there was a cemetery worker clearing the umted snow. He appeared to be a man
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in his fifties or
sixties.
Deborah felt a bit strange, and when the man approached, she asked, “Hello, has anyone been here at
the cemetery recently?”
The man was busy sweeping the umted snow when he heard her words. He looked up at her
with a surprised. expression on his face.
“A young man used toe here quite often, but he left not too long ago. He used to visit almost every
day, but recently, he hasn’t beening as much.”
Deborah asked, “Every day?”
What man woulde to pay tribute to Lydia now that Devon is in prison?
It would be even stranger if they came every day.
The man nodded, “It’s been several years, and it seems to have always been like this. Every day, either
early in the morning or in the evening, hees by, always bringing a bouquet of flowers.
In the past six months, they haven’t beening as often, but still visit every now and then. That
person seems to have a worseplexion, as if they’re sick.”
It’s truly rare to see someone visit the cemetery so frequently, which inevitably leaves a strong
impression on people.
At first, Deborah thought it might be Joseph, but then she realized it was quite unlikely.
For the past three years, Joseph has been living with her in Oceanview City.
Joseph can’t possibly fly to Richmond every day,ing from such a faraway ce.
Upon hearing the man’s words, Deborah already had the answer in her heart.
The man spoke up again, “Miss, if you know that person, you should try to persuade him. The
deceased is already gone, but it’s important for the living to take good care of their own bodies.”
Deborah didn’t say much. She bent down to pick up the bouquet of chrysanthemums and saw the man
pushing the garbage truck towards her. She then thought about throwing the chrysanthemums into the
garbage truck
“Could you please do me a favor and throw away this flower?”
The man immediately looked puzzled and stopped her, “This was just brought here, why do you want to
throw it away so soon? It’s better to leave it for the deceased for a while longer. Don’t throw it away yet,
please don’t.”
Alyssa stood to the side, her expression somewhat deste.
Deborah held the flowers tightly in her palm for a moment, but eventually decided to ce them back in
front of the
grave.
Ashton, what right do you have toe here every day?
Originally, she wanted toe and chat with Lydia, but now, seeing that bouquet of flowers, she just
didn’t feel like it
anymore.
After a while, Deborah left with Alyssa.
Once outside the cemetery, Evelyn got in the car and drove away.
Not far from the corner ahead, a ck Maybach was parked there.
Ashton’s face turned pale as he sat in the back seat of the car, watching them leave.
He remained silent for a long time, and it was only after a while that Jeff in front of him spoke up. “Mr.
Mullen, maybe you shouldn’t make this trip again in the future.”
Ashton’s gaze returned, “Hmm, I won’te again in the future.”
He didn’t deserve to be here in the first ce. Now that Deborah has returned to Richmond, she’s
remembered everything, and there’s no chance for him toe back.
After leaving the cemetery, Deborah and herpanions went straight to Moxley Manor.
The trunk of the car was filled with New Year goods, all handpicked by Evelyn as gifts for the Moxley
family.
Deborah has never been good at choosing these things, so Evelyn enthusiastically volunteered, saying
she would help
with the selection.
Deborah didn’t be polite and handed her card to the woman, asking her to pick something for her.
Evelyn grinned as she brought in the items, not mentioning that Joseph had actually handpicked each
and every one
of them himself.
Taking into ount the preferences of each member of the Moxley family, a suitable and desirable item
was chosen
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for everyone.
When ites to Deborah’s matters, Joseph always cares more than he does about his own affairs.
Of course, among so many gifts, there was one that was not given much thought.
That piece for Adrian was quite perfunctory.
Deborah had no idea what was inside the exquisitely wrapped gift box she was holding.
Looking at the elegant grey and white packaging, she wondered if it contained a tie or a shirt.
The Moxley family warmly weed them withughter and smiles, and Adrian eagerly volunteered to
help distribute
the gifts.
Other gifts can be more or less discerned, revealing what’s inside.
As for Adrian’s package, it was wrapped tightly and securely, giving off an air of mystery. One couldn’t
make out even the slightest hint of what was inside.
Adrian eagerly chased after Deborah, asking, “What’s the gift you’re giving me?”
Deborah didn’t expect him to ask directly, and she wasn’t sure either, so she could only respond with
an awkward
smile.
“It’s not worth much, just a small token of appreciation.”
Adrian was especially delighted by the gift that Deborah personally gave him; no matter what it was, it
would be the most valuable thing to him.
The entire Moxley family gathered in the living room, with Adrian insisting on opening his gifts in front of
everyone
to show off.
Evelyn immediately intervened, “Mr. Adrian, perhaps it would be better to wait until you return to your
room to open this gift.”
Adrian refused and insisted on dismantling it.
“It’s not even a birthday gift, so why all the fuss? I want to take a look right now.”
Deborah noticed that Evelyn’s expression was off and asked her softly, “What’s inside?”
Evelyn hesitated for a moment before quietly responding, “The gift was personally wrapped by Mr.
ck himself. He
only asked for a gift box and didn’t let me buy anything else. I’m not sure what’s inside.”
As she spoke, Adrian had already begun unwrapping theyers of the gift box, one after another.
Atst, he reached the final level, his face full of anticipation.
The Moxley family members were also quite curious, smiling as they looked towards the innermost
box.
Adrian’s heart was in his throat as he carefully unwrapped the package, all the while gazing tenderly at
Deborah.
Atst, the finalyer unfolds, revealing the object at the center.
Deborah’s face stiffened as she looked at the mary gift inside, adorned with the golden words
“Happy New Year” against a red background.
Aya chuckled, “At first nce, this looks like a simple cash-filled mary gift.”
Well, young people must be hiding some surprises, right?