I only want to steal the will, but if I only steal the will, it is too obvious. they are so cunning, they will suspect! So I stole everything! I did throw the gold, silver and jewelry into the river, but I had buried the will in the sand under a red slide in No. 9 Street Park! I wonder if Tristagot it now!
Realizing I was out of breath, I took a few deep breaths and smiled coldly, "You evil people, God will punish you severely! Even if I die, I will turn into a wild ghost to annoy you and make you restless!"
"You bitch! You eat, live in our family, and dare to do such a stupid thing for two dead people! It's pointless for you to stay in this world! Come on, beat her to death!"
Hearing Fanny's curse, I burst out laughing.
"You bitch, what are you laughing at!"
"I rejoice at the thought that I can tease you every night by turning into a fierce ghost!"
"You...."
Another slap hit me in the face.
"Kill that bitch!"
....
Trista's point of view
I waited at home, fidgeting. The clock kept turning. After work, I was sent back from IRA. So far, I can not eat anything. My heart is like fire and I can not worry about anything.
The rain poured out of the window and the thunder rumbled. The more I heard it, the more my hair bristled. Where would Heidi be when it rained so hard?
Suddenly the door opened and a servant was heard calling indistinctly, "Good evening, young master!"
Is Donald back?
I immediately got up and ran in that direction.
Donald's point of view
When I saw her stumble, I stepped forward and took her in my arms. "Don't run so fast?"
"How's it going? Anything new?"
I sighed. "Promise me that no matter what you hear later, you will not be sad or cry."
"I'll do my best."
"Yes." I took her face in my hands "In the afternoon, the Heidi you spoke of was killed alive."
"What are you talking about?"
"She's dead."
She was stunned, and the whole person took two steps back. "Are you sure? Is the news distorted somehow? You mean Heidi is dead? She was still talking to me in the morning. How could she have died in the afternoon??"
"I brought all the bodies back. They are in the car."
Her face was likepaper. After a while, she suddenly stormed out of the villa.
"Trista, where are you going?" I followed her.
Trista's point of view
It was pouring rain, and I could not tell if it was tears or rain on my face. The news Donald brought was like a bolt from the blue that suddenly dashed all my hopes.
I stood motionless in front of the car and couldn't believe my eyes.
Inside the extended Hummer lies a white stretcher covered with white cloth. You can vaguely make out that there is a person lying underneath, with a bare wrist and an emerald bracelet that mother sent her many years ago.
On the other side of the window, I look at the peaceful figure in tears. I can not believe that Heidi died for me!
Donald's point of view
"Don't go." I fished her waist and tried my best to stabilize her mood. "Everwhere of her body are bleeding and unrecognizable. "
"Who is it? Who did this?" cried Trista.
"Who else but your family?"
"I am going to sue them! I'll call the police!" She was like a badly wounded little beast, "They murderers! I want justice for Heidi! Let me go!"
"Wait until I gather favorable evidence." I hugged her tightly and comforted her. "Trista, impulsiveness is not a good thing. Give me some time and I will help you."
"I will not!"
"I know you are sad." I raised my hand and wiped her tears. I continued, "they don't even care about your life and death, let alone a servant. Believe me, Heidi must have expected the outcome long before she did this. She can not even risk her life for you. How can you be so fragile in her presence and break her heart?"
"I am sorry for her. It's my business. I didn't do it well.... If I had gotten the will and seen her true face earlier, maybe Heidi would not have died...." she blamed herself. I was in despair.
"Fool." I stroked her hair, "don't take it all on yourself. I promise you that I will return all the pain that has happened to you a hundredfold. Don't cry. You are hurting my heart."
I took her in my arms, held up my umbrella, and walked step by step toward the house.
Believe me, they will feel the consequences soon! Your tears are so precious that they must pay a price!
Trista's point of view
I wore a white coat to debug jewelry in the research and development lab. "Senior, I just received the news that the group has decided to allow cg21 to participate in the competition. Our progress should be accelerated."
Gemma took off her white mask and asked, "Is this a global competition held by the International Jewelry Association? I only remember one in five years. The prize is very objective."
"It is said that the first prize can win many prizes, including a set of top jewelry making equipment. This equipment is a new product developed just earlier this year. There is only one set in the world."
"That rare?"
"Yes. I have heard that the equipment is very portable and is especially suitable for our research and development department. With this equipment, we can even make finished products in our lab without taking them out for processing."
"Sounds good." Gemma looked at her watch. She took off her white coat and said, "but don't put too much pressure on yourself. Mr. Donald is so rich. Even if we can't get first place, would not it be good to apply for equipment?"
"As a prize, it is not allowed to buy or sell this equipment. Besides, the manufacturer makes only one set, and there will be no more jewelry equipment of this model in the future."
Therefore, I agreed to participate in the contest.
With this equipment, I can re-carve the beaded jewelry mentioned in my will in the shortest possible time and get back the moon group left by my grandfather as soon as possible!
Knock, knock
A knock sounded at the door and IRA respectfully appeared at the door. "Manager Trista, Mr. Donald is looking for you. Please come with me."
Why is Donald looking for me after work?
I looked at Gemma, "Senior, you go home first and take care of your family. I heard you are also a mother of two children."
"So are you. Go home early. Don't keep your husband waiting." Gemma replied with a smile and left first.
I followed IRA into the elevator and asked, "What does he looking for me?"
"Young master won't let you say."
What is so mysterious?
When I walked into Donald's office, IRA opened the door for me. As soon as I entered, I saw a spectacular scene....
Dozens of well-dressed women paused in their movements and said in unison, "Hello, Mrs..."