Chapter 421 Main Text [Grand Finale]
"Second Lady, you want to know what I mean? I thought you understood perfectly well."
The tone carried a hint of sarcasm.
Maya Chant was old and couldn’t handle provocation. James Thompson worried she’d die here and bring bad luck, so he restrained his biting remarks.
He maintained his subtle smile, "Actually, I’m very curious. When Eleanor Thompson and William Thompson left Capital City back then, they were only about six years old. Why is it that after growing up, they hold such deep hatred toward us?"
They were not prodigy children; who remembers the grievances between adults from when they were six?
Upon hearing these words, Maya Chant felt like she’d shot herself in the foot. "You must be mistaken. Eleanor and William are good kids—how could they harbor hatred against you all?"
She believed she had the upper hand in the situation.
But the clever often outwit themselves. A child growing up harboring hatred for adults must have had someone nearby deliberately influencing them.
"Back then, my husband’s health was perfectly fine, yet after he visited Alice once, he met with an accident."
James Thompson kindly expressed care, "Second Lady, you are old now. Be cautious when walking in the future. Don’t walk the same path as my husband, alright?"
Maya detected the thinly veiled threat in his tone, and couldn’t help expressing her anger. "James Thompson, what exactly are you trying to do? His death was clearly an accident!"
She was eighty years old, but she was still afraid of death.