Chapter 1332
With Fiona in charge, everything went off without a hitch.
At the funeral home, it was time to say goodbye.
Fiona, along with Chicago and Charles, walked up to Vespera's portrait.
"This is the housekeeper who looked after your dad when he was growing up," she said.
Chicago stayed silent and started to pray.
Charles, moving a bit slower, joined in.
Fiona gave a nod of approval.
Looking at Vespera's portrait, she thought to herself, 'Vespera, I'm sorry for what happened today. I hope you can forgive me. Emrys is a good kid, and I don't want him to suffer unfairly. You've now met Charles and Chicago. I hope you can rest in peace.'
Emrys followed them inside.
Charles and Chicago, worn out from the day, were already asleep in the car.
Fiona went to check on them.
Marigold came over with a blanket and said, "Mrs. Solomon, it's a bit chilly. This blanket is new; please wrap it around yourself to stay warm."
Fiona accepted it with a smile. "Thank you."
"I should be the one thanking you. If you hadn't come today, I think those people would have bullied Emrys!" Marigold started to tear up again.
"Emrys did nothing wrong," Fiona said gently. "You've done a great job raising him. He's so poised and calm for his age."
Marigold replied, "Emrys was well-behaved even when he was in my belly. He grew up without causing any worries. This is the first time he's done something so unexpected. He just wanted to fulfill his grandmother's last wish. We thought it was troublesome, so he had no choice."
"I understand." Fiona nodded softly. Marigold said, "Actually, Vivienne just wanted to transfer the Bay City house to her eldest son as a wedding gift and use the jewelry for his wedding. She could have just said so. Emrys wouldn't fight with her son over it!"
"That's not right," Fiona said more sternly. "What's Emrys's is Emrys's. If Vespera didn't leave it to Wesley's kids, she had her reasons. Even if it's just to honor Vespera's wishes, the house and jewelry should belong to Emrys."
Marigold was taken aback.
She had never thought of it that way.
She believed that fighting over material possessions was distasteful, so if others wanted them, they could have them.
She hadn't relented today because Vivienne and her family had hit and slandered Emrys.
She said, "But what if they make a fuss?"
"I'll help you resolve these issues before I leave," Fiona said, wrapping the blanket around herself. "Consider it payment for this blanket."
"Thank you, Mrs. Solomon. I really appreciate it. My husband and I feel like we're failing as parents." Marigold began to tear up once more.
At that moment, Amias, having seen off the guests who came to pray, hurried over.
He said, "Honey, it's not good to keep crying in front of Mrs. Solomon."
Marigold finally managed to hold back her tears, recalling how superstitious business people were about such things.
"It's okay," Fiona said.
Amias thanked Fiona profusely.
Then, suddenly changing the subject, he said, "By the way, Mrs. Solomon, did you send someone a few days ago to ask Grandma about Mr. Aiden Solomon?"
Fiona nodded. "Yes."
"Then I need to tell you something. I don't know if it will help with what you're investigating," Amias said seriously. "After your people left that day, Grandma became confused, clutching several medicine bottles and muttering that something was wrong."
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