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After that day, Tracy stopped going to Jackman Vi for a long time.
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It was like she got stuck on one thing, spending day and night digging into Franklin’s death and Walter’s car crash.
More than once, Ronald caught her silently staring at the photos in Erin’s investigation file without saying a word.
The face in the photo looked calm and almost nk, but her eyes burned with a desperate, all- or–nothing kind of hatred.
It was the kind of look that said she’d throw everything away just to drag someone down with her.
Ronald worried a lot about how she was doing. He’d tried to say something a few times, but every time he met her eyes, the words died in his throat. So he stayed right by her side, never leaving her alone.
He’d seen the news from the day of the funeral too. Even though he wasn’t there, he could picture exactly how angry and bitter Tracy must’ve been.
He used to joke that the Jackmans were born without brains, and now he knew he wasn’t
wrong.
Maybe even fate had had enough. After pushing herself day and night with barely any sleep and hurting her health, Tracy finally found the smallest clue.
The first thing she’d looked into after Walter’s ident was the driver who caused it. But there was nothing suspicious about him.
Then she noticed a tiny note in his file: some donor had called him at the time, offering him
money.
By coincidence, a week before the ident, Erin had been traveling in the same city where that donor lived.
The two facts didn’t have any direct link. But maybe because she was still angry about what had happened at the funeral, Tracy wouldn’t let go of even the smallest connection.
She kept pulling at that thread–and ended up finding proof that Erin had met the donor face-
to–face.
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It was just a casual chat at a restaurant when their tables happened to be next to each other.
Butter that same day, the donor asked someone to dig into the driver’s background.
After that, he personally made the call offering the money, right before the driver ran a red light in a burst of emotion and crashed into Walter’s car.
Tracy didn’t believe in coincidences like that–not when Erin was involved.
Without hesitating, she made up her mind. “I’m going to meet this donor.”
Tracy was a woman who acted fast. The second she decided, she booked the earliest flight for that same day.
Ronald never tried to stop her from doing what she wanted, but the way she was now made him too uneasy to let her go alone, so he booked a ticket too.
But before they could even leave the house, someone came to see them first.
The man looked like he was in his 40s, with a strict, serious face and not a single hair out of ce.
Once he sat down, he handed over a business card and introduced himself. “Ms. Yarwood, I’m Mr. Franklin’s appointedwyer. He told me toe to you only after his funeral was over.”
Speaking in a professional voice, thewyer took several documents from his bag and set them neatly on the table as he talked. “These are the properties under Mr. Franklin’s name. Here’s the full bnce in his ounts. These are the staff he personally hired and who are now at yourmand. And these are his 20% shares in Jackman Enterprise …
“ording to Franklin’s will, all of these go to you, Ms. Yarwood. Once you sign, they’ll be legally yours.”
For everything to be this ready so quickly, Franklin must have nned it all far ahead.
Tracy understood that right away. And the heavy, suffocating feelings she’d been holding deep inside for days suddenly pressed hard against the walls she’d built, ready to break through.
Thewyer didn’t rush her. He just set a pen in front of her and gave her Franklin’sst words.
“He said you can be sad about his death, but not for too long–or he’ll worry he can’t rest in peace.
“He said if you don’t want any of this, donate it to an orphanage. Everything should be up to you, just like he always told you before. He only hopes you can live your life happily.”
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Right then, Tracy couldn’t hold it in anymore. Her tears came fast, heavy drops rolling down
her face.
Thewyer stayed seated, still looking professional, but there was a faint flicker of emotion in his eyes.
Ronald sat beside her, saying nothing, just holding her hand tight.
Her falling tears hit the back of his hand, hot as boiling water, burning a hole deep inside his chest.
No one knew how long the silencested before Tracy wiped her face, picked up without a word, signed two of the documents.
One was for the 20% shares of Jackman Enterprise.
The other was for Franklin’s personal staff, who could now work under her.
the pen, and,
She’d once wanted nothing more than to keep her distance from the Jackmans, swallowing her pride and stepping back again and again. But now, she wasn’t stepping back anymore.
She needed the truth about Walter’s ident and Franklin’s death.