Tears brimmed in Sabrina’s eyes.
“Wanda, you have no idea how terrified I’ve been...”
In that instant, all of Sabrina’s worries and fears evaporated.
Wanda, the wisest elder in the world, patted the back of Sabrina’s hand.
“Fear not. You’ve done nothing wrong. It’s been a decade, yet your resolve to seek justice for your father remains unwavering.
It’s a precious quality, and I hold no blame for you.”
Had it been someone else, they might not have dared to disrupt a decade-old grave, potentially jeopardizing their stable and
comfortable life.
Wanda heaved a sigh and turned her gaze toward Tyrone.
“Cesar and I failed to instill the right values in Larry, leading him to make such choices. We’re to blame.”
“Wanda, it’s not your fault. Please don’t blame yourself,” Sabrina interjected.
“Frankie informed me about the situation. I’m not sure who told him, but he implored me to appeal to you for his father’s
salvation. Lena scolded him as soon as she discovered it.”
A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y
Sabrina grasped the underlying message in Wanda’s words.
“Frankie is still very young, and he yearns for his father deeply. Lena is a rational and compassionate person. Larry should count
himself fortunate.”
Wanda huffed and said, “He enjoys good fortune, yet he doesn’t cherish it. He brought this upon himself.”
She sighed once more, then addressed Sabrina, “You can step out now.
I have matters to discuss with Tyrone. I won’t hold you responsible.
Don’t worry.”
“Alright.” Sabrina nodded gently and discreetly withdrew, giving them the room.
After all, she was in a different position with them.
Closing the door behind her, Sabrina left only two individuals within the room.
Tyrone perched on the edge of the bed.
“Wanda.”
Wanda’s gaze fixated on him.
“What are your thoughts?”
“It’s true that Larry is guilty. He’s responsible for taking the life of Sabrina’s father. I can’t change that. But I’ll do everything in my
power to ensure Galilea faces justice,” Tyrone asserted.