Chapter 1004
Bethany didn't want Trystan to see her break down, so she quickly went inside and closed the door.
She stood at the entrance, scanning the entire room. Every corner seemed somewhat familiar, deepening the sorrow in her heart.
She wiped her tears and looked around. The framed paintings on the wall were clearly her work, signed "Beth". However, to Bethany now, the brushwork seemed amateur, with no collectible value.
Her gaze fell upon a few photos on the table—a family portrait, a picture of George with Trystan and Bethany, and another... It was a solo photo of herself.
She hesitated before picking up the photo of the three of them. Her eyes lingered on George's face. She found herself murmuring, "Grandpa... Grandpa... I miss you so much."
Bethany closed her eyes, and instantly, countless memories flashed before her. George's warm and caring voice echoed in her mind.
"Beth, it's us—the Lawsons—who wronged you.
"Beth, please give Trys a chance. The last thing I want is for him

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