Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia) novel Chapter 535

Mid-sentence, the woman put down the comb in her hand and stood up, she stared blankly at the direction of the shopping bag and walked towards it. Next, she fumbled in the bag and picked out a red packet of potato chips. Returning to where she left the doll, she sat now and opened the packet of potato chips. Then she stuffed a few pieces in her mouth before grabbing a chip and pushing it into the mouth of the doll.

"Yummy! It's tomato-flavored, your favorite. Here, try it!"

"Yannie, be a good girl and study hard. You can find yourself a good partner after you've grown up. Here, I'll feed you, open your mouth."

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Jeremy had tears in his eyes upon hearing the tenderness in her voice. However, he was still immersed in the loving voice when he heard a sharp voice piercing through the air.

"Why aren't you eating? Why?"

"Such a disobedient girl! You don't focus on your studies, you refuse to eat, you even try dating a gangster! Is this something I taught you?" "If you want to die, go ahead! Even if you die, you cant...

"Fine, keep drinking! Go on and die, make a clean end of things! You're really worthless, dying for a man!"

"...You'll never be worth anything!"

Jeremy watched as his mother threw punches at the doll, clearly unstable. Jeremy got up. However, before he'd done anything else, the woman had already pulled the doll into her arms, sobbing as if her heart would break.

"Yannie, please! Don't leave me!"

"My sweet girl, I love you. I'm sorry I was so harsh. I promise I won't act like this anymore!"

"You can date whoever you like! I'll even help you with your hair and makeup, I promise. Look, let's put a flower behind your ear, wouldn't that look nice?"

"Please don't die! Please, I love you, don't take the medicine! It's poison, and there's no antidote!"

"I'm sorry I couldn't save you!" she sobbed bitterly. • • •

Her words rang in Jeremy's ears. He'd heard those exact words before, but they'd never made sense until then. As they played once again in his head, something suddenly struck him.

"I thought that Mother's words had been nonsense due to her resentment towards Nicholas. But could they have been the words that she had said to Yannie while she was still alive?" Had he misinterpreted the situation?

He knew that Yannie committed suicide from a drug overdose. He'd also found out that Nicholas was a rebellious playboy from a rich family, who'd fooled around with countless girls and gotten into fights almost constantly.

Could he have been wrong about the reason behind his sister's death? Perhaps it wasn't because of Nicholas's action?

From what he remembered, his last encounter with Yannie was that she was still a good student with above-average grades at school. She'd even been working really hard to improve herself!

What was going on?

Back then he only knew about the incident from hearsay. By the time he'd found out about his sister's death, she had already been cremated. Nicholas had gone missing too, and his mother had already lost her mind.

Could his conclusions have been completely wrong?

Frederick walked over without thinking.

Upon entering the nightclub, he found a seat in the center of the hall. After sitting down, he ordered some snacks and a bottle of wine. He even got someone to order takeout for him. Then, he focused his eyes on the stage.

The Heaven Star Clubhouse looked magnificent after the renovation, and the design was obviously a lot more stylish than before. Even the waiters seemed more professional. At that time, there was a group of beautiful women dancing and singing on the stage. Although the seats were not full yet, the whole room gave off a sense of charm and prosperity.

After a few performances, Frederick didn't see anything special. There had been no major differences after all. After hearing all the stories, he'd expected more, but it was still only on par with East Bannpool.

Frederick raised his hand to gesture for a waiter, "Which one is Miss Swift?"

"Sir, are you here to see Miss Swift's performance as well? Unfortunately, she's not in today! Look over there, those men are also here for Miss Swift!"

Turning his head slightly, Frederick saw bouquets of roses in varied colors. Some had been pushed to one side, while others were still in the hands of the men. There were at least a dozen of them, each more ornate and gigantic than the previous one. The largest one seemed to consist of 999 blue enchantresses, while another bouquet of the same size were red roses. The rest of the flowers were of normal garden-store variety.

This must be something! A sliver of interest cut through the fog of his thoughts as he gazed at the number of men she'd attracted. Could her dance skills be better than Ally's? And how beautiful must she be, to have gathered so many admirers? Could she be prettier than Alicia?

Those poor, naive men. Perhaps he'd have a look, himself!

"Do you know when she'll be here?"

"I'm so sorry, sir, but we really can't say. Miss Swift is one of our bosses. She only comes over once a week, twice if we're lucky. I'm so sorry that we can't give you a clear answer. We really don't know!"