Florrie did this to you, didn’t she?”
The old man lay in bed with his eyes shut. He looked so peaceful and still.
Lucinda understood there would be no response from her father.
Hilliard’s diagnosis was right on the mark, no doubt about it.
But Lucinda couldn’t accept it and needed to verify herself.
Her nose twitched, and tears clouded her sight. A profound sadness gripped her, making it difficult to breathe. Uncontrollably, tears streamed down her hand.
“They’re nothing but monsters,” she muttered as she grew fierce.
They had done something so awful to her father, all for the sake of seizing the inheritance from her.
This time, Lucinda swore she would never forgive those responsible, whether they were family or the ones she cherished and respected!
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“Dad, don’t worry. I’ll get revenge for you. No matter who did this to you, I won’t let them escape!”
Lucinda tenderly stroked Atticus’ hand and rested her head on his arm.
Tears trickled into her hair as memories of his love flooded her mind.
“Miss Simmons.”
Gilbert stood by the door, knocking softly.
“Your brothers are here, and they’re waiting for you.”
“Alright, I’ll be down soon.”
Lucinda struggled to steady her trembling voice and gracefully wiped her tears.
As Gilbert turned to leave, Lucinda’s voice came low and curious.
“Gilbert, have any of my brothers recently had arguments with Dad?”
After a moment’s thought, Gilbert replied, “It’s Mr. Cyrus. He had another altercation with your father because of Miss Moran.”
Lucinda listened attentively, her expression void of emotion.
“And Graham?”
“He came some days ago and had a discussion with your father in the study, but there was no argument. They seemed normal.”
“Okay, I see.”