See You Never, Mr. Lamont

Chapter 191

Chapter 191 Not Your Fault The temperament like this made him involuntarily think of that person. But he quickly dismissed this idea. This person could be anyone, but it could never be that one. “I don’t know him either,” Ervin said, his sharp eyes shining with shrewdness from behind his wire- framed glasses. “This man has a strong counter-surveillance ability. Every time someone from my side tries to follow him, he manages to shake them off.” “Meeting with Rosalie while wearing masks indicated that he had a strong sense of caution toward his surroundings,” Claudia thought to herself as she remembered that they had also kissed while wearing masks. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, “Covering their faces, either because they were too ugly and afraid of scaring others, or because they were afraid of being recognized.” “Judging from his exposed eyes and nose, it is unlikely that he was unattractive, but rather, he was likely concealing his identity.” Claudia held the photo, with a faint answer on the tip of her tongue. Just then, a knock on the door interrupted her thoughts, and Waldron’s carefree voice rang out, “Pedro has arrived.” Pedro? Ervin looked at her and said softly, “During the time you were unconscious, he stayed in your room. But when you woke up, he fled. Now, I suppose he has come to his senses.” Claudia remained silent. She also knew about Pedro’s retirement. It was done by his fans and had little to do with him personally. But knowing Pedro’s personality, he would definitely take all the responsibility upon himself. “Let him go to the rooftop.” The Friedan family’s house had a beautiful rooftop garden, serene and comfortable, perfect for chatting. Opening the door, Waldron lazily leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed and asked, “What secret conversation were you two having in the room?” Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

“Tiantai, let’s go together!” Waldron walked angrily toward the elevator. Claudia did not refuse and obediently walked to his side, waiting for the elevator together. “Waldron, thank you.” “Don’t thank me, I didn’t do anything. If you want to thank someone, thank Ervin and Derrick,” Waldron said, with a slight smirk on his lips and a sarcastic tone. “They were more helpful than me.” Claudia couldn’t help but laugh and cry at these ambiguous words. I didn’t dare to ask him for help, and I’m feeling jealous about it! Waldron was indeed jealous. He was the first one to find her, thinking that he had the highest status among the three brothers. However, little did he know that after Claudia woke up, she assigned tasks to this person and that person, even calling Derrick for help. He was the only one who had no presence at all.

Ervin is understandable, as he is the heir of the family and more capable than oneself. But what about Derrick? He is not as good as Ervin, does that mean he is also not as good as Derrick? “Waldron, I didn’t ask for your help because I wanted you to take a good rest and then help me with a big task.” Claudia’s gentle voice slowly soothed the restlessness in Waldron’s heart. “What’s the big deal?” he relaxed his expression and casually asked, “What big deal?” “Eileen, you know, right?” Claudia lowered her gaze, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. “Elva’s friend?” Waldron’s face turned serious, “What do you want with her?” He remembered that Eileen was the person from Enigma. After Eileen had a few words with his father, his father gave up the idea of letting Elva return home. He later checked on this person and indeed found out that she was quite capable, no wonder even his father didn’t dare to offend her. Claudia’s lips curled up, her eyelids lifted lightly, and her tone was cool and calm: “She liked Edmond.”

Waldron furrowed his brow, his eyes darkening. I liked Edmond, but now Edmond is dead. Thinking of Rosalie’s anger when she came to him, Waldron’s gaze turned cold, and he immediately thought of something. “I suspect she had other motives,” Claudia chuckled. “I’m sorry, Waldron, but this matter is a bit complicated, especially when it 27.60% 10:59 involves It involves Elva, she is not suitable to intervene anymore, it would be bad if she ended up with the accusation of harming her younger sister. Elva refused to return to the old house, indicating that she still had a thieving heart. Eileen was willing to help Elva, and it was definitely not just for the sake of friendship; she suspected that she had other motives. She was not worried about her own involvement now, but she was afraid that Eileen’s target was the entire Friedan family. The temptation must have been enormous to make people in Enigma harbor thoughts of betrayal. Elva might have even gambled the entire Friedan family away to Eileen. “Give it to me,” Waldron said, raising his guard as he noticed how serious she was. Given the “important task,” Waldron’s mood improved a lot. After escorting her to the rooftop, she was not curious about what she and Pedro would talk about and voluntarily suggested going downstairs, giving them space to chat. Waldron rushed down the stairs as if he were flying, and Claudia laughed lightly. No wonder Elva was reluctant to leave the Friedan family. It felt really secure to have her older brother protecting her. On the rooftop, there was an abundance of flowers, plants, and trees, even though it was winter. Due to careful maintenance, the entire rooftop seemed like a warm bed for flowers, with clusters of blossoms,

even more lush than spring. The maid brought tea and snacks. Claudia sat on a small wooden chair 10 700 10:59 next to the table and casually picked up a book to read. When Pedro approached, he immediately saw her sitting in the garden, wrapped tightly in a white faux fur coat. Her hair was pulled up with a long wooden hairpin, revealing only a few strands of bangs, which made her look even more charming. Feeling someone staring at her, Claudia paused her hand holding the book, her slender fingers gently lifted the corner of the book and placed it on the table. She looked at Pedro with a soft smile and said, “You’re here? Please have a seat.” Pedro, dressed in a black coat and wearing a gray knitted hat, walked quickly toward her when she called out to him. He had on the latest scarf from Xiang’s. “You have lost weight,” Claudia sighed softly as she looked at this person she had watched grow up since childhood. Pedro smiled and there were tears in his eyes, “You too.” He looked at her deeply, as if he wanted to engrave her into his mind. Luckily, she was fine, otherwise he wouldn’t want to live either. “You didn’t have to quit the group, actually. The last incident wasn’t your fault. I heard that you stayed by my side while I was unconscious. I’m fine now, and we should look forward. You don’t need to worry about these things…” “I know!” Pedro interrupted her, “You are fair-minded, kind-hearted, and rarely blame someone, even if they have done something wrong, you always find reasons to excuse them! But I clearly did something wrong, why don’t you blame me? If you just blamed me for a moment, scolded me for a moment, I wouldn’t feel so miserable and tormented!” Pedro lost his voice, and tears filled his beautiful big eyes, like a 55.67%

11:00 wounded deer. Seeing him like this, Claudia suddenly lost her words, opened her mouth, and murmured softly, “Because it was never your fault…” “What about Edmond?” Pedro coldly questioned, “You blame him for cheating, for not taking responsibility, for helping Rosalie… He can easily provoke your emotions because you care about him.” Pedro’s words were like pearls, each one a sharp sword that pierced her heart deeply. She was furious with Edmond, and before this incident happened, she had made up her mind to never forgive him and to shame him as a scu mbag for the rest of his life. But she never thought that Edmond would die to save her, let alone that he had so many troubles. “You’re right, because I care, that’s why I scold him and hate him,” Claudia’s eyes turned red. “I blame all the bad emotions on him, but I never thought that I also have issues. She thought of him badly, just afraid of turning back herself. Seeing her eyes turn red, Pedro felt a pang of discomfort. “Sorry…” Seeing her indifferent attitude toward everything, he couldn’t suppress his guilt. He was out of control. These days, he couldn’t sleep through the night. He couldn’t deceive himself, Edmond’s death had nothing to do with him. “Pedro…” Claudia composed herself and looked at him calmly, “I really don’t blame you.” “I only blame myself.” She blamed herself for not expressing her feelings to Edmond in the past, for not telling him that she was his wife, and that they could face any difficulties together. Rosalie once said that she couldn’t heal Edmond, and she was right. Not only could she not heal him, but she also stabbed him deeply in his heart. Pedro closed his eyes, calmed his nervousness, and when he opened his eyes again, clarity and respect had returned to his gaze.

“After Edmond was declared beyond saving by the doctor, he was swiftly taken to the crematorium. The staff at the crematorium knew it was Edmond, but without waiting for the Lamont family to arrive, they quietly cremated him. By the time the Lamont family arrived, it was too late. They didn’t even get to see Edmond one last time. The Lamont family was prepared to cause a scene, but they were stopped by Edmond’s assistant.” Upon hearing these words, Claudia’s gaze froze. It is indeed abnormal for a hospital to handle a person so quickly. What exactly happened to Edmond? Why was he cremated without even a greeting from the hospital and crematorium? As soon as Claudia thought that Edmond might have been cremated without even changing his clothes, her heart sank heavily, and she trembled as she said, “Are you saying there is another hidden story behind his death?” “No,” Pedro’s lips curled slightly, his eyes gleaming with a spark, “I suspect he never died.”