I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Grandma Sterling suddenly found the chicken leg in her hand tasteless. She put it down, took a sip of tea to cleanse her palate, and sighed. “Maybe I was too strict with him when he was young, which led to his current personality.”

Meredith noticed the old lady’s mood and comforted her, “Grandma, it’s not your fault. You raised him with great care. It’s his own choices that led him astray.”

“Meredith, will Reginald be executed?” Grandma Sterling looked at Meredith, seeking an answer.

Everyone already knew the answer in their hearts. It was truly difficult to act against one’s own kin.

Meredith pressed her lips together in silence. Grandma Sterling waved her hand and turned to play with Little Lucky. “Rowan is so adorable. The future of the Sterling family depends on Rowan.”

When people get older, they pave the way for the next generation. This was why Grandma Sterling could make such a hard decision.

If Reginald wasn’t brought to justice, the younger members of the Sterling family would be in danger.

Little Lucky liked the old lady very much and reached out to grab her hand. Seeing the cute and beautiful Little Lucky made Grandma Sterling feel more at ease.

Little Lucky had chubby cheeks and loved to smile, endearing herself to everyone who saw her. With Little Lucky by her side, the old lady wouldn’t have idle thoughts.

As night fell, Grandma Sterling went to bed early. Meredith watched her sleep before returning to her own room.

She decided to stay at the North Villa tonight. Little Lucky was also sleeping in the adjacent room. Meredith sent a message to Terrence updating him on the situation before going to rest.

As she opened her door, she saw a shadow flash quickly past the window. It happened so fast that she barely caught a glimpse of it.

Gathering her courage, Meredith hurried to the window and opened it to look outside. Everything was calm and quiet; there was nothing there.

The wind rustled the branches, casting shadows. Had she imagined it? Were those just shadows from the branches reflected on the window?

Meredith stood by the window for a while longer. Seeing nothing unusual outside and with Little Lucky sleeping soundly on the bed, she felt relieved, closed the window, turned off the light, and went to sleep.

Despite feeling a bit scared, Meredith left a nightlight on for convenience when getting up at night to feed Little Lucky.

As night deepened, Ravenwood grew quiet as well. The guests had all left, and Julian stayed up keeping vigil in the mourning hall.

Terrence smoked a cigarette while watching outside the yard. He knew Reginald must have arrived in Auroraville; it was just a matter of when he would show himself.

“Dad, you should go rest in your room. I’ll keep watch,” Terrence said after taking a drag from his cigarette and walking over to Julian.

Julian wiped his eyes, filled with sorrow. “Your grandmother passed away just like that. I didn’t even get a chance to fulfill my filial duties properly. I’ve worried her all my life; I’m not a good son.”Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Julian had only recently started taking an active role in learning about the company’s affairs.

As he spoke, Julian became even more upset.

At that moment, Terrence noticed a small flash of light from an upstairs window across from Ravenwood.

“Dad, go rest.” Terrence repeated and signaled to the butler with his eyes to help Julian inside.

Members of Celestial Alliance had arrived.

After Julian was taken back to his room, Terrence was left alone in the hall keeping vigil.

According to Auroraville customs, when someone in the family passed away, they had to keep the front door open.

After scanning his surroundings, Terrence deliberately walked away while paper money continued burning in the fire basin in the hall.

Not long after Terrence left, a shadowy figure leaped over the wall and stealthily entered the hall.

Judging by its shape, it was a man. As he stepped into the light, his face became clear-it was Reginald.

Reginald cautiously surveyed his surroundings before approaching the coffin and pushing it open.

Just as he was about to check if Grandma Sterling’s body was inside, Terrence stepped out from the side.

“Uncle Reginald, long time no see,” Terrence said coldly, staring at Reginald.

Reginald glanced inside the coffin-it was empty.

“The old lady isn’t dead after all; this is your trap,” Reginald’s eyes flashed with coldness.

“We went through great lengths to bring you back,” Terrence said icily. “Surrender yourself.”

As soon as he finished speaking, police officers led by John Wilkinson poured in from outside.