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Chapter 1052
Chapter 1052 Even a Strong Wind Can Rise From Flat Ground
As the clouds dispersed, layers of halos formed in the sky.
Maurice didn’t understand why, so he asked Kolton, “Kolton, is a great sage about to
manifest?” Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.
“Not a great sage.” Kolton turned his gaze to the cremation urn held up by the Quinnell family. “It’s a soul who performed great deeds in his past life.”
In the distant sky, even the crow watched the scene.
Gordon had spent his life in commerce, saving the country and its people when he
was alive. He deserved such auspicious signs..
He shouldn’t have been buried in an unmarked grave and deceived by traitors!
Wynter had gone to the past, so she understood better than anyone else that Gordon’s life deserved to be honored in this manner. She was going to welcome
Gordon home!
She wanted him to see that those who tried to divide the Quinnell family and sell out
the country for honor would face no good end.
Wynter didn’t have grand ambitions. All she wanted was for Gordon’s spirit to rest in
peace.
As leaves beside the formation rustled, Wynter gazed at the distant glow of light.
Suddenly, a memory of her conversation with Gordon surfaced. The conversation
she had in the formation with him was from a different era.
Back then, only Wynter and Gordon were in the study. He was like an eager child as he peppered her with questions. His face lit up with joy when he heard that everyone.
would have access to education and food in the future.
Wynter still remembered the calligraphy hanging behind Gordon.
It was a line from a poem by a renowned poet, Eason Byron, “Even a strong wind can
rise from flat ground, and I will ride the wind for thousands of miles!”
Gordon Quinnell deserved all the beauty in this world, and even more so, he deserved to witness the present world with his own eyes.
Resurrecting a spirit wasn’t a hard task for Kaspar.
Even with just a trace of the remnant, Wynter could see the faint figure of an elderly man as she looked up. He was smiling with tears in his eyes as he waved as if to say that he could finally rest in peace.
Wynter felt a lump in her throat. She glanced sideways at Albert, who was visibly
shaken.
“Wynter, just now, was that…”
“It was Grandpa Gordon,” Wynter whispered. “He wanted to see you, too.”
As long as the siblings held the cremation urn up together, they could see their
ancestor’s remnants.
Albert, who had always been a stoic man of few words, found his eyes welling up
with tears. He stood tall, his handsome face etched with determination.
“Grandpa Gordon, rest assured that the Quinnell family is in our hands. My brothers and I will take good care of Wynter.”
Albert did not believe in ghosts or spirits, yet at this moment, he made a solemn oath
in the presence of something unseen.
Kolton watched this scene and remarked from a distance, “With such ancestral
blessings, if it hadn’t been for someone stealing it, the Quinnell family wouldn’t have
fallen to such a state in recent years.
“Now that the Quinnell family has regained its heavenly luck, it will only grow stronger. The three of you should be careful.”
His last sentence was meant for the remaining aristocratic families.
They had come today hoping to see the Quinnells‘ downfall. After all, Wynter was known for being ruthless and did not mind embarrassing anyone.
In the social circles of Kingsbourne, personal connections and relationships were something one must always consider.
But who knew Wynter really didn’t care about that? She had boldly reformed the Quinnells‘ family business and put them in a very difficult position.
They always thought Wynter wouldn’t last long given how she always broke social rules and offended everyone in the circle. Who would want to do business with her in the future?
Who would have thought that Wynter could transform the Quinnell Group into a booming conglomerate?
She even managed to turn herself into a significant public figure! This was something no amount of corporate PR spending could achieve.
The most confounding part was that the Quinnells truly had once been national businessmen.
What were they supposed to do now that Gordon had returned in such a manner, and Declan had fallen?