Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Before Pearl went back home with Richard, she asked him to take Saule away before informing Dustan and Susan. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Richard then brought Mobius's ashes back, causing a commotion in the family.

Everyone felt devastated learning about Mobius's death, especially Susan. Her cries were heart- wrenching as she held onto the box tightly.

Dustan stood there, staring at the brown box, his lips quivering. "Rick, your brother's ashes are in there?"

Richard felt heavy-hearted and could only nod.

"My dear Mobius! How could you leave us like this?" Tears streamed down Susan's face. Mobius was her favorite son, the youngest, beloved by his parents.

But that's life. People could be here one day and gone the next, leaving behind a pile of ashes. How could she not be upset?

"Please don't be too sad, Mom. We can't bring back the dead," Richard said softly.

Susan took a deep breath to calm herself. "How did he die?"

"The race car was going too fast, and there was an accident, so…"

Susan ground her teeth. "Could someone have tampered with the car? Mobius was skilled. I can't believe it was just an accident. If he wasn't a good driver, he wouldn't have been chosen to train. I believe someone is behind this."

"I know you might not believe this, but it's the truth. No one did anything," Richard said, though he knew the truth was more complicated.

Although this was linked to Esther, it wasn't her fault. But Susan might not see it that way and might blame Esther for everything.

Susan hugged the box tighter, sobbing harder after she heard that. "My Mobius…"

"Alright, let's not cry. Crying won't bring him back," Dustan finally spoke up. He was also extremely distraught but felt he had to maintain composure as the head of the family. Yet he couldn't bear to see Susan in such pain.

"He's your son too. So what if I cry? Don't talk to me," Susan retorted. "You're still hung up on Beah. That's why you don't care about us, mother and son."

"I've told you countless times, I don't have feelings for her anymore. I know you're sad that our son is dead, but do you think I'm not? I love our family. Stop making baseless accusations," Dustan replied, frustrated.

Susan felt her anger rising at Dustan's response. "What…"

"Enough arguing. Let's discuss Mobius's funeral arrangements," Richard intervened.

Susan broke down, unable to bear the weight of her grief. Her weak heart couldn't handle it, and she collapsed, her vision darkening as she fainted.