"You b*tch! You finally dare come see me?"
Celeste rushed toward Luna in a fit of rage the moment she saw her.
However, before she could rush over, Celeste was blocked by the bodyguard keeping watch by the entrance, much to Celeste’s fury.
"Let me go! If I don't slap this b*tch today, I won’t be able to relieve myself of any hatred in my heart!”
"Let her go."
Standing by the entrance, the emaciated Luna smiled bitterly. "If hitting me could let Mrs. Allen feel less sorrow, let her do it."
"Luna..." Anne furrowed her brows and held onto Luna. "Your body can’t take it..."
"I owe it to them."
Seeing out the bodyguards had no intention of letting Celeste go, Luna sighed. She immediately carried herself and slowly approached Celeste.
"I understand how painful it is to lose a son."
Neil was only six years old. Besides Neil, she still had her other two children.
However, Neil's death was a huge blow to her, let alone for Celeste, who only had Theo as her son, who she
had for more than 20 years.
Moreover, if Luna did not suggest Theo look for Neil and Nellie back then, Theo would not have been blasted into pieces together with Neil. Even their remains could not be found.
Luna placed herself in Celeste's shoes. If she was Celeste, she would not be calm as well. She might commit deeds crueler than Celeste's.
Step by step, Luna slowly approached Celeste.
Thud!
Luna knelt in front of Celeste.
"I’m sorry.”
Seeing how Luna obediently repented, Celeste was stunned at that instant. After that, she glared at Luna with reddened eyes.
"Do you think that my son's life could be made up for with just a mere apology?”
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