Chapter 1414

James sit at the mahjong table.

He wanted to stop the beggars, but when he thought of everything that

Glenda had done to him, he decided otherwise. He hated her. She had been cheating on him for thirty

years. The daughter that he had doted on, loved and cherished wasn’t his daughter at all, but a product

of her infidelity.

Fortunately, he still had a son, his own flesh and blood.

Tabitha threw the beach ball away. The ball was quite light, buffeted by the winds. But what goes up

must come down.

Angela’s Library

“Ha-ha! See? It won’t fly. Hey, are you James? Tell me why it won’t fly?”

She had gone completely insane. Angus sighed helplessly. After a while, he said in a sad voice, “I need

to leave. I’m heading back to Alorith.

Take good care of yourself, Tabitha. Get well soon.”

Before he left, he gave the nurses taking care of Tabitha some money and asked them to take excellent

care of her.

“There’s more where this came from, if I find her in the best of health,” he said.

Although he knew Carlos would have already shoved tons of cash in their direction, this was the least

he could do for Tabitha.

That very evening, Carlos got a phone call from a nurse at the mental hospital.

“Carlos, I’m sorry to bother you. I regret to inform you that

Tabitha… killed herself…”

The news of Tabitha’s death came as a shock to Carlos. He felt Like he’d been slapped.

He flew to New York immediately; the other family members came along as well. By the time they

arrived, it was the next day.

When they got there, he asked the driver to send Miranda and Evelyn to the Hilton family’s house. He

and Debbie went to the mental hospital first.

Some of the family lived in New York. They were already at the hospital. Tabitha lay in the bed

peacefully, covered by a white blanket .

Debbie remembered the first time she saw Tabitha.

It was at the Alorith Airport. Tabitha was dignified and graceful as she walked, a woman with a regal

bearing. As she approached Debbie, she had a warm and welcoming smile on her face. She held

Debbie’s hand and said her name softly. She gave her a pair of jade bracelets—heirlooms of the Hilton

family-and cooked delicious dishes for her.

Only four years had passed, but now she was a mere bag of bones. She didn’t look like a woman who

had come from wealth and power, but a starved, emaciated beggar.

Debbie raised her head to look at the ceiling, holding back her tears.

Carlos could see how distraught she was. He squeezed her hand and gave her a reassuring look to

comfort her.

Frasier handed a stack of papers to Carlos and said, “Aunt Tabitha signed the divorce papers, Carlos.

These are the original documents.”

Expressionless, Carlos accepted the papers and briefly looked them over. He saw Tabitha’s signature

on the very last page.