Chapter 1193

Would that Connor could tell the truth. He laughed it off and replied, "Auntie, you're overthinking it. Lucille is long dead—you've seen her body yourself. She's the furthest thing from alive." But herein lies the problem, she thought. The resurrection of a corpse that had been autopsied was too far-fetched to even imagine. But if not, given her understanding of her son, him falling deeply in love with a substitute was just out of the question. The more she thought about it, the more muddled she became. Her face kept changing with suspicion. Seeing this, Connor quickly made up an excuse. "Auntie, Frank has been taken to the hospital. Shouldn't you go and see him? I gotta go, there's something I've got to do." With that, Connor escaped swiftly. Unable to stop him, Madam Stewart gritted her teeth in frustration. Regardless, the remaining mess still had to be cleaned up. She apologized to the guests, and then personally escorted a group of guests to the parking lot outside the castle. The