When She Unveils Identities By Zaylee CortéZ Chapter 270
When She Unveils Identities By Zaylee CortéZ Chapter 270
Chapter 270 Will You Miss Him?
Howard had a kind smile on his face as he asked unhurriedly, “Is it news that my useless grandson is
no longer in this world, or is it news that the Stewart Group is taken over by others?”
“..”
Shirley lowered her head, a little awkward.
It seemed that Howard knew everything.
But since that was the case, why was Howard still so calm?
Howard could probably see the confusion in Shirley’s heart. He let out a long sigh and said with a
helpless tone, “I’m old. There are many things I can’t manage Everyone has his own life. Everything is
arranged by
fate. Even if I can’t accept it, I have to accept it.”
Originally, Shirley wanted to ask Bruce if he knew the truth behind Charles’s death when he was shot.
However, talking about Charles’s death now was undoubtedly rubbing salt on the old man’s wound.
Shirley
struggled for a long time but could not open her mouth.
“Good girl, where have you been all these years? How are you these years?”
Howard asked curiously as he looked at Shirley.
“Yes, I’ve been abroad for a few years. I’m doing quite well.”
“I can see that you’re doing quite well. You’ve become more beautiful. As expected, your marriage with
Braden
made you suffer. It was the right choice for you to divorce back then. It was a good divorce!”
Howard let out a long sigh and said with a regretful expression, “Unfortunately, you haven’t had a son
or a
daughter for more than four years. I really want to see my great grandson…”
Howard’s eyes suddenly lit up. He stared at Shirley and said, “Good girl, there are no outsiders here.
Tell me
the truth. Do you still love Braden? If that brat is still alive, are you willing to remarry him and have
children
with him?”
“Impossible!”
Shirley answered very simply.
“I am a person who will never turn back once I make a choice. I admit that I loved him very much back
then. I loved him so much that I lost myself. However, from the moment I divorced him, I became clear-
headed. It is
not my style to repeat the same mistakes.”
Howard asked again, “He died. Are you sad? Will you miss him?”
Shirley was silent.
Shirley couldn’t hide her feelings and say that she wasn’t sad, nor could she control her own thoughts.
Thus, she chose to remain silent.
“All right, I understand you. You are a good girl. In the past, it was Braden who was insensible and
caused you to suffer. Now, he has also suffered. He is probably doomed.”
Howard sighed meaningfully.
The two chatted for a while, but Shirley was still absent-minded.
Howard was wise. He had long seen through Shirley’s worries. He smiled kindly. “Shirley, if you want to
ask me any questions, just ask. It won’t be easy for you to keep holding it in.” Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.
Hearing this, Shirley did not care too much and directly asked, “Mr. Stewart, was it really Charles’ death
an accident? Do you have any doubts? Maybe there is a secret
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