Mirabe listened to what Wyatt had said, replying with only a faint voice, "It wasn''t her who tampered with the medicine."


    Mandy, though selfish, wouldn''t do such a thing. Mirabe had already tested her


    that day.


    As for the argument... Mirabe suddenly took out the ne from under her cor, "They might have been fighting over this jade piece."


    James''s gaze slightly hardened upon seeing the jade piece Mirabe held, then he stepped forward, tucking the jade back into her cor, "This jade is the only thing Catherine left you, keep it safe."


    Mirabe nced at him, "Didn''t you take it for researchst time? Did you find anything?"


    "Nothing, it''s just ordinary warm jade." James''s expression remained unchanged, revealing nothing.


    "Oh." Mirabe''s eyshes fluttered down, but she quickly lifted her head again, suggesting, "Maybe we should start with Summer."


    Upon hearing this, Wyatt remarked, "Why not suspect the brother today?"


    He remembered the kid mutteringints about Ms. Mirabe being heartless on the way back, as if they had deep grudges.


    "He doesn''t have the guts," Mirabe shook her head, dismissing the idea outright.


    Aiden, though wasteful, at least had some morals and wasn''t irredeemably bad.


    The fact that he waited in the cemetery today to bring Catherine''sst words to her was telling enough.


    "I''ll look into Summer now," Wyatt quickly said.


    And with that, he was gone.


    Only Mirabe and James were left in the room.


    Mirabe walked absentmindedly to the floor-to-ceiling window, unaware of when the sky outside had darkened, mingled in the rain were fine snowkes, fluttering down, as if wanting to paint the world in pure white.


    The warm-hearted olddy who had given her warmth would never, evere back.


    James stood next to Mirabe, the girl''s tears on her cheeks stinging his eyes.


    "Do


    you think if I had taken that flight


    back, it


    ''t have ended up like??


    today?" Mirabe stared


    vacantly outside, "It''s all met


    James wrapped his arms around her, "It''s not your fault. Even if you came back


    earlier, your grandmother couldn''t have made it. It was her fate."


    "No, you don''t understand, I could have saved her..." Mirabe murmured.


    Hearing this, James suddenly gripped Mirabe''s shoulders and distanced them, his eyes drilling into hers with seriousness, "You couldn''t have. A life for a life, this isn''t the ending your grandmother would have wanted to see."


    Unfortunately, fate hadn''t given her that chance.


    Mirabe closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around his waist, no longer speaking.


    James sighed softly at this, all his emotions turning into a sigh.


    **


    The next day.


    Delh and Shawn went to the cemetery early in the morning to pay their respects.


    Wyatt also found some information about Summer.


    "She came back half a month ago, but by the time she returned, Catherine had already been hospitalized due to illness. I heard from the hospital staff that Summer was the one who stayed by her bedside until the end."


    Wyatt paused, then continued, "While investigating, I found something strange. Summer''s whereabouts for the past six months have been a mystery."


    "A mystery?" Mirabe''s gaze fell on Wyatt.


    Wyatt nodded, "It''s like her tracks were deliberately hidden."


    A cold look shed across Mirabe''s eyes, and she suddenly stood up and walked outside.