When she felt her most helpless, her most powerless, there were still people by her side, caring for her, comforting her.
During this period, Elly Campbell had a hard time. She always tried not to make people around her worry too much, so she always forced a smile.
The weary look on her face could only be hidden with makeup; she didn’t want anyone to notice.
She couldn’t sleep night after night. As soon as she closed her eyes, all she could think about was the sight of Adam Jones falling from the bridge into the sea.
The heart-wrenching pain would then magnify infinitely in the quiet night, so painful that she dared not fall asleep again.
Old Lady’s condition was getting worse and worse. Whenever Elly went to see her, she forced a smile, afraid of making her illness worse.
The Old Lady’s condition was more of a heartache; unless Adam could come back alive, Elly worried that Old Lady wouldn’t be able to hold on for much longer.
After a moment of silence, Elly said to Helen Melendy with a smile, "I’ll take your propitious words."
Her mood affected by the vexing Melody Baker, they barely touched their desserts. After nibbling a little, they were ready to leave. They had not expected that, on their way out of the mall, they would run into two people Elly did not want to see.
When Thompson saw Elly, not only did she show no sign of sadness or depression due to her son’s uncertain fate, she even raised an eyebrow at the tiredness Elly could not fully hide behind foundation, almost taking pleasure in her misfortune.
The sight of Thompson’s demeanor made Elly’s expression turn cold.
She couldn’t understand how a woman’s heart could be so cruel, taking pleasure in others’ misfortune when her son’s life hung in the balance.
Helen Melendy, standing by, was exceptionally speechless at Thompson’s expression.
Was Adam even her son, was her heart made of iron?
At such a time, how could she still find it in her to mock Elly?
They had not checked the almanac before going out. In such a short span, they had encountered two unbearable people, each more unbearable and more bizarre than the last.
Helen Melendy didn’t want Elly to deal with such disgusting people and took her away directly.
Thompson didn’t stop them, but as Elly walked out of the mall, Thompson spoke from behind her:
"Today, Director Gresia from Jones came to find me, asking me to sell him ten percent of the Jones’ shares."
Elly paused mid-step, a mocking smile crossing her face. She had anticipated this situation earlier in the afternoon.
Thompson had never treated Adam as a son and wouldn’t grieve his misfortune; she was only thinking about how to maximize her benefits.
Therefore, the decision Thompson would make was something Elly had already predicted, so when she heard her words, Elly didn’t feel surprised at all.
She did not leave though; instead, she turned to look at Thompson, who surely had other reasons to tell her this—it couldn’t be for nothing.
As Elly paused and turned around, Thompson’s face exuded even greater smugness, believing that her words had frightened Elly.
With a sense of superiority, Thompson approached Elly and said:
"It’s not the first time the Jones family has gone through something . When Henry Jones died, Jones was like contested dragon meat—everyone wanted a bite. I just never imagined the Lady Jones would get through it. But such luck doesn’t always strike twice. I won’t wait until Jones is suspended and still be holding onto these useless shares."