“Heather Riggs?” Margaret mentioned the name and shook her head with pursed lips. “I doubt so.”
“Grandma…”
“Although I sometimes make silly mistakes, I’m a good judge of character at my age. I initially chose her so Ralph could benefit from her family’s influence, and her capability could…” Thinking that she had wanted to help Ralph seize power with the Riggs’ assistance, Margaret stopped saying what was on her mind.
‘How foolish was I?! I almost ruined the Russell family. If I did, how would I face Hugo in the afterlife?’
“Their relationship is based on mutual interest. Now that Ralph has ended up like this, I only hope she won't kick him when he’s down.”
Lily did not entirely agree with Margaret and wanted to tell her that a housekeeper saw “Heather” as the last person who spoke to him that day, and the woman even kissed him before she left.
However, thinking that this did not concern her and that it was not her but the housekeeper who witnessed the whole thing, she decided to let it pass.
“Lily, open the nightstand’s second drawer.” Margaret turned her head away from the offered slice of bread to indicate that she had had enough and gestured in that direction.
Lily took a look, put down the bread and tray, and got up, pointing. “Here?”
“Yes, that’s it. Pull it open.”
Lily hesitated for a moment and did so. It was empty except for a seemingly high-quality black velvet box.
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