When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1918 All In The Past

Charlotte thought to herself that Magnus should be grateful for having a good father; otherwise, his current situation would be far worse.

"Then I'll get to it."

"Sure."

Charlotte left.

Cecilia leaned back in her chair and pulled out her phone, navigating to her gallery, where she still kept the old photos of herself and Regas.

"Dad, you would support my decision, wouldn't you?"

She would teach Magnus a lesson-one that would force him to truly grow. After all, in this world, the only person he could rely on was himself.

Upon receiving the money, Magnus frowned. "What can I even do with such a small amount of money?"

He was completely at a loss for where to turn next, so he sought help from his grandmother, Heather, who was also Paula's mother.

Upon hearing that he needed funds to start a company, Heather dug into her life savings. However, after checking, she realized it only amounted to several tens of millions. It was nowhere near enough to cover Magnus' debts.

"Grandma, is this all the money you have?" Magnus asked.

Heather nodded. "Isn't this enough? Your parents gave me this money years ago, and I've saved every bit of it."

"What about my uncle and his family? Do they have any money?"

"Forget your uncle. His little business is always struggling. He even comes to me for money just to keep things running," Heather said, her affectionate gaze settling on Magnus. "Sweetie, you have to work hard. I'm counting on you."

Like Paula, Heather had a deep fondness for those she cared about, showering them with unwavering devotion.

It didn't matter whether Magnus was extraordinary or not. What mattered to her was his well-being.

Magnus assured her, "Don't worry, Grandma. Once I start making money, I'll pay you back tenfold-no, a hundredfold!"

"Good, good," Heather murmured, her wrinkled face lighting up with joy.

Her son and daughter-in-law had never given her a grandson, only granddaughters, whom she valued far less.

She placed all her hopes in Magnus.

"All right, I should get going," Magnus said, clutching Heather's card eagerly before making his exit.

With money in hand, he now had enough to make a temporary repayment. But he wasn't satisfied, so he went back to the person he had previously conducted business with.

He wanted to continue investing, hoping that this move would earn him some money.

However, he failed to realize that his impatience would only lead to yet another failure.

The weather gradually grew colder, and delicate white snowflakes began drifting from the sky.

Cecilia had already bundled up in a thick down jacket, sitting quietly beside Queenie, her heart heavy with concern as she watched her mother's health decline.

Queenie held her hand. "Ceci, I often wondered if there really is such a thing as karma in this world."

Cecilia didn't understand.

Queenie continued, "I'm feeling more and more guilty. I nearly hurt you and Jon."

"It's all in the past now."

Queenie shook her head. "For the

first half of my life, I was constantly framed So when I finally gained some power and wealth, I stopped caring about others. I read a news story recently."

Cecilia listened quietly before asking, "What was it about?"

"It was about a man who, on his way home, accidentally hit someone with his car. Instead of helping the victim, he fled, hoping to escape

responsibility. After hiding

a day,

he returned, only to find a funeral taking place at his own home. The person he had killed was his own father."

Hearing that, Cecilia fell silent.

her

Queenie held her hand tightly. "Later, the son was consumed with regret. If only he had stopped and taken the injured man to the hospital, his. father might have survived. But wonder, if the victim hadn't been hisnoveldrama

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father, would he have felt the same remorse?"