I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Reginald was stunned. Did Grandma Sterling really pass away? The moment he saw the news of her death, he felt deflated. His hatred for Grandma Sterling had driven him to establish the Celestial Alliance and oppose the Sterling family. She had caused his parents’ deaths, pretended to adopt him, and let him reach middle age before discovering his true origins. All his tragedies were her doing. How could she die now? She hadn’t given him justice yet; she couldn’t die.

The more Reginald thought about it, the angrier he became. He picked up a gun and fired several shots at the target in front of him to vent his frustration. The Celestial Alliance assassins nearby didn’t dare make a sound. Holding the gun, Reginald fired a few more shots before coldly ordering, “Return to Auroraville and attend the funeral.” The word “attend” almost seemed to be forced out through his clenched teeth. This wasn’t attending; this was going to disrupt the funeral.

In Auroraville, Grandma Sterling was secretly taken to the northern villa, while a funeral hall was set up at Ravenwood with her coffin placed in the main hall. Julian and Stella were crying uncontrollably in front of the hall. Leyton was also there, struggling to accept her death. It was hard to believe that someone could just die from a stroke so suddenly. Despite previously resenting her favoritism towards Terrence and her harshness towards him, Leyton still felt deeply saddened by her death.

Many guests had already come to pay their respects, and Terrence was also present in the hall. Meredith held Little Lucky in her arms, wondering how they would handle this situation despite knowing Grandma Sterling was fine. It all seemed so real. She trusted Terrence and Grandma Sterling but remained silent.

John Wilkinson had undercover police watching around the Sterling family estate, ready to apprehend Reginald if he showed up. The atmosphere was heavy as guests arrived one after another. Terrence approached Meredith and quietly said, “Take Rowan home first.” There was no need for Meredith to stay with the child.

Meredith nodded, “Can I go see Grandma?” Terrence nodded, also worried that she might be bored at the northern villa.

Meredith left quietly with Little Lucky without anyone noticing. At the northern villa, Grandma Sterling was enjoying a hearty meal while watching surveillance footage on her computer. The footage showed guests attending her funeral at Ravenwood.

“Grandma,” Meredith greeted as she arrived with Little Lucky.

“Meredith, are you hungry? Come join me; it’s boring eating alone,” Grandma Sterling said cheerfully, playfully offering a chicken leg to Little Lucky. “Rowan, I’m your great-grandmother.”

Little Lucky, being at an age where she put everything in her mouth, tried to eat but only ended up with grease all over her face. Grandma Sterling laughed heartily, and Little Lucky joined in.

Meredith sat down with a smile and noticed that Grandma Sterling was watching the surveillance footage from Ravenwood. The camera focused on the coffin in the main hall with Grandma Sterling’s portrait on display.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Meredith admired how calmly Grandma Sterling could eat while looking at her own memorial photo. Many feared death, but not her.

“Grandma, have some tea,” Meredith offered.

Grandma Sterling took a sip and looked at the monitor. “Stella is a good child; look at how she’s crying for me. I didn’t spoil her for nothing all these years. And Julian-he looks awful when he cries; he’s been like that since he was little. Reginald never cried; even when punished severely, he wouldn’t admit his mistakes. He’s always been stubborn.”

Talking about Reginald made Grandma Sterling feel uneasy. She ate heartily to ease her feelings because despite everything, she had raised him herself and couldn’t help but care for him.

She used herself as bait; once Reginald took it, he would face imprisonment.