Chapter 349
It was like speaking of the devil.
Nelson was just wondering whether his mother would still recognize him—or maybe had already forgotten him—when his phone started ringing on the table in front of him.
Caller ID: Ms. Beatrice.
He didn't answer immediately. Let it ring a few extra times, just enough to sound a bit pushy, before he lazily reached over and picked it up.
No sooner had he hit the button than her furious voice came blasting through.
"Nelson, do you even know what you're doing? It's been over ten days and you haven't been home, haven't been to work—fine, I can ignore that—but now you're tangled up with Serena again? Are you not ashamed enough already? She's dead and you're still clinging to her! What, are you hoping Grandpa rolls over in his grave just to kick your butt one last time?!"
Her voice was so loud and sharp that even though Dominic sat across from Nelson and the speaker wasn't on, he could still catch every word.
Dominic glanced up at him, stunned, a mix of confusi

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