“Thank you.” Beverly’s shoulders shuddered uncontrollably as her hands covered her face, tears streaming down her cheeks.

She didn’t know how to express her gratitude to her niece.

Thank heavens, it was because of her niece that her two daughters could live safely under the sun. And as a mother, she didn’t have to live in fear anymore.

Regret flooded her as she thought about all she had done to her niece.

“I’m so sorry.” Beverly knew that her niece’s family no longer needed her flimsy apology, but at that moment, she felt truly sorry towards her niece, her brother, and sister-in-law.

But it was all too late.

Some mistakes, once made, are made.

Every time her niece visited and called her “Auntie,” she felt a pang of discomfort and shame.

Arabella knew that although her uncle and aunt hadn’t explicitly asked Tomas to help with arson and murder, they had indeed done many things that hurt her parents over the years, including causing accidents while her parents were on vacation and sabotaging their work.

Since they did those things, they deserved to be punished.

“Take care of yourself in there, Auntie. I’ll come to visit when I can.”

Beverly looked at her, touched, “Okay, okay.”

Two years later.

Frederica and Alma came to visit their mother.

“Mom, I’ve graduated from college.”

Frederica’s words immediately brought tears to Beverly’s eyes, “My girl has finally grown up and is about to step into the real world.”

Time had flown by so quickly; two years went by in a blink of an eye.

Frederica smiled, “I’m planning to come back and start my career here. I was sending out resumes everywhere when one day, Uncle Kenneth and Aunt Louisa came to me. They had divided all the companies you once owned equally between Alma and me. They even arranged for someone to teach us how to manage everything. I closed my first business deal yesterday.”

Frederica’s news surprised Beverly, and tears started to flow again.

She had never imagined that Kenneth and Louisa would be so generous to her children, even dividing the family business among them.

Beverly couldn’t stop crying, overwhelmed by Kenneth and Louisa’s magnanimity, regretting her own pettiness and narrow-mindedness.

“Yesterday, after I made my first deal, Uncle Kenneth and Aunt Louisa were so happy. Aunt even opened the garage and told me to pick any car as a reward.”

Beverly’s tears fell once more, a mix of guilt, emotion, and apology intertwining, which made her wish she could go back and change the past.

Beverly wept profusely, her emotions surging like the tide, overwhelming and fierce.