Chapter 507: Hahaha_1
Mrs. Foster had gone mad, her words incoherent.
She could only remember the blood-soaked brutality before her eyes, forgetting who the Howard Family was and who the Graves Family was, crying and begging her husband to avenge their daughter.
From her fragmented narrative, Lance Foster captured enough information to piece together a complete incident.
His heart felt like it had plunged into an icy cave, covered in frost, with chills assaulting him in waves, even making his legs go weak.
A sense of overwhelming despair suddenly engulfed him.
Up against families like these, did the Fosters stand a chance?
Even bankrupting themselves might not be enough to quell the other party’s rage. Perhaps only the total ruin of his family could bring an end… The Fosters were finished, and Lance Foster wouldn’t survive either!
The painstakingly developed perfume formula he had worked on, the investments he had tirelessly sought, the business he had started from scratch—all were for his own perfume kingdom, which was now doomed to destruction because of this mother and daughter!
Lance Foster felt he was the greatest victim! He was so pitiable!
What had he done to deserve this?!
At this moment, all thoughts of revenge had left Lance Foster. He only wanted to survive!
Mrs. Foster still clung to his legs, babbling madly, no longer the dignified and graceful woman she once was.
Looking at her, Lance Foster felt both hatred and pity.
Taking a deep breath, he picked up a pillow from the bed, pressed it against Mrs. Foster’s face, and with tears in his eyes, murmured, “… don’t blame me; what’s the point of living ? Falling into their hands would only make you suffer even more…”
It would be better to die.
Perhaps with your death, the Foster Family could cling to survival…
The next day, news of Mrs. Foster’s sudden passing spread.
Many relatives from the Foster family arrived, and Lance Foster’s mother came all the way from their hometown. Despite not liking her daughter-in-law, she wailed dramatically at the funeral.
Everyone was asking about Bella Foster’s whereabouts, wondering why the daughter was not mourning her mother’s death in traditional attire.
Lance Foster didn’t even know where his daughter’s body was, let alone dare to retrieve it. Was he expected to ask the Howard Family or the Graves Family for her?
Lance Foster explained that Bella Foster had run away from home, and Mrs. Foster had died from a fit of rage leading to a medical emergency.
The incident of Bella Foster being stripped had been widely heard, and it was reasonable that the girl, humiliated and enraged, had run away. But her departure had caused her mother’s demise, which was unfilial.
Out of respect, few spoke about it at the funeral, but privately, many criticized Bella Foster for her willfulness and lack of filial piety.
Purple Summers had also heard about the incident.
She hadn’t inquired specifically, but Jane McCain was a chatterbox, and any news would be passed on to her; Bella Foster was Grey’s student, and as soon as her family had an incident, Jane McCain would find out.
Purple Summers had missed a week of classes, was feverishly catching up with homework, and was surprised to receive a call from Jane McCain.
“You mean, Bella Foster ran away from home and her mother died of sheer rage?” she asked in disbelief.
“Yeah,” Jane McCain replied confidently. “My sources are absolutely reliable! Her mother will be buried in a couple of days, and everyone is guessing whether Bella Foster will make it back before the burial. Otherwise, it would be truly unfilial.”
She wondered: Mrs. Foster might have committed suicide out of guilt, but Bella Foster… could she really be dead?
Biting on her pen, she felt uneasy.
She thought about calling Alexander Summers, but his mouth was never pleasant, and besides, he might also be busy.
Purple Summers decided to call Zack Wallace directly.
Zack Wallace was surprised to receive the call and said, “Miss Summers, are you looking for Master Xander?”
“No,” Purple Summers hesitated then asked, “People are saying that Bella Foster has gone missing…”
“Not at all! The Foster Family is just saving face; Bella Foster has been in jail for a while now!” Zack Wallace responded.
Purple Summers, skeptical, asked, “Really?… You guys haven’t done anything to her, right?”
“Of course, not! Miss Summers, we are law-abiding citizens! In such a situation, we naturally leave things to the police! Hahaha…”