Chapter 824 Everything’s Different

Tamara sent someone to give Rico a proper burial. Roxy was crying her eyes out during the funeral. She looked pitiful. Roxy had just turned twenty but had already lost her only relative. Tamara felt sorry for her. Suddenly, Roxy called out to her. “Miss Moore.” Tamara was surprised by this. “What’s up?” Roxy stared at her with puffy eyes. “Can you take me in?” Tamara wasn’t expecting that. Roxy continued, “Since my brother left, I have had no other relatives. I’ve been thinking. My brother trusts you with his life, which means you must be one of the good ones. You’re probably not as bad as the other rich folks.” Tamara pursed her lips and continued to stare at the girl. Roxy looked anxious. Still, she continued, “I was thinking…can I ask for something other than compensation? Please take me in. I can be your maid. I just want someplace I could stay.” How could Tamara say no to that? While Roxy’s emotional state had been unstable before, she seemed to exhibit symptoms of depression after she had become calm. Not only that, her request wasn’t an outrageous one. It wasn’t as if the Moore family didn’t have the funds to take her in. Besides, Rico had risked his life for the herbs, so Tamara readily accepted her request. She nodded, “Sure. Pack up your things. You can come over tomorrow.” Roxy thanked Tamara sincerely, “Thank you, Miss Moore.” Tamara said nothing and left the cemetery. Roxy stared at her retreating figure. Her eyes turned red. “I’ll avenge you, Rico.” … The first thing Tamara did when she arrived at the hospital was to visit Old Mrs. Moore. After a few days of rest, Old Mrs. Moore was returning to her healthy self. She would be discharged soon. “Alex, you’re here.” Old Mrs. Moore smiled when she saw Tamara. Tamara nodded, “How are you feeling today?” Old Mrs. Moore smiled. “I feel great. I’ll be leaving the hospital today. Come home with me. I’ll show you the flowers you used to care for. I’ve been trying my best to cultivate them during your absence.” “Sure,” nodded Tamara. The maid had just returned from finishing the application form for Old Mrs. Moore’s discharge. However, when Old Mrs. Moors arrived at the manor, she couldn’t help but frown, “Why does it look different than before?” Tamara’s heart skipped a beat. She didn’t know what the manor looked like before. She hurried to explain, “I did some renovation. Doesn’t it look nicer than before?” Tamara helped Old Mrs. Moore inside. The old woman pointed at the side of the manor and said, “There was a grape rack there, and underneath it was a swing set. Didn’t you love the swing? Why did you take it down?” A swimming pool had stood in the place of the swing set. Tamara swallowed hard. “I’ve grown up. I don’t like the swing anymore.” Old Mrs. Moore pointed at the other side. “There was a plane model here once. Didn’t you used to sit on it?” The place was now an empty space. There was no plane model in sight. Tamara didn’t know what to say. Her mother was a pilot. She couldn’t just say she grew out of it. Old Mrs. Moore was forgetful, not dumb. “And what happened to the rose garden over there?” Old Mrs. Moore rushed toward the garden. “And the bamboo forest. You used to love them. You would sit there and read your books…” continued Old Mrs. Moore. She recounted the things Alex used to love, but all traces of her were gone by now. Old Mrs. Moore started weeping.