True Love Deserves a Second Chance
Chapter 177 Ernest's Death

Sebastian's heart skipped a beat. "What happened?"

The nanny, still crying, said, "Mrs. Winters came by earlier. I don't know what she said to Mr. Blackwood, but when I got back, he was foaming at the mouth, pale, like he was dying." Sebastian hung up and grabbed Joey's hand, feeling a sense of dread.

Joey, sensing something was wrong, asked, "What happened? Is my great-grandfather okay?"

Sebastian looked at her, troubled. "Joey, no matter what, you have to trust me, okay?"

Joey's eyes filled with tears. "What happened?"

"Your great-grandfather is in critical condition. We need to go back now."

He ran to the car with Joey, calling the emergency center on the way. When they got home, the emergency team was already there.

The doctor shook his head. "Mr. Winters, we did our best. He had a brain hemorrhage and no heartbeat."

Joey staggered back, tears streaming. "Impossible, he was fine just now. How could this happen?"

She rushed into Ernest's room, seeing him pale on the bed, still in the clothes he wore earlier.

Joey gripped the door frame so hard her nails almost broke. She couldn't believe it. Just before she left, he had told her he wanted to look his best.

She walked to the bedside, gently touching Ernest's wrinkled cheek. The coldness made her realize he was truly gone. She collapsed on his body, crying uncontrollably.

Seeing her like this, Sebastian felt a sharp pain in his chest. Thinking of who caused this, he clenched his fists.

Sebastian called Derek.

Derek, unaware, was excited about wedding plans. "Sebastian, don't worry. I've got everything ready. Joey will love it."

After a pause, Sebastian said softly, "Dad, Mr. Blackwood has passed away."

"How? Wasn't he supposed to discuss the wedding plans? Couldn't he hack it in the city?"

Sebastian bit his lip. "Dad, Cordelia came by earlier. I don't know what she said to him, but then he had a brain hemorrhage and died. You need to deal with Cordelia."

Derek's face darkened. "Alright, I'll find her. If it was her, she won't get away with it."

After hanging up, Sebastian went to Joey and held her. "Joey, stop crying. We need to discuss Great-grandfather's funeral."

Joey, eyes full of tears, looked at him. "What happened to my great-grandfather? He couldn't have had a brain hemorrhage for no reason."

Sebastian frowned, silent for a while. "Cordelia came by earlier. I don't know what she said, and there are no cameras in the room."

Hearing this, Joey pushed Sebastian away, a fierce look in her eyes. "Sebastian, I don't care if she's your mom, she's not getting away with this!"

"Don't worry, I won't protect her. We'll investigate this slowly. For now, let's focus on Great-grandfather's funeral."

News of Ernest's death spread quickly. He'd only been gone a day, and now he was dead. The family suspected Joey did it on purpose.

As you reach the final pages, remember that 000005s.com is your destination for the complete story. Share the joy of reading with others and spread the word. The next chapter is just a visit away! Edith pointed at Joey and scolded, "You're just like your mother, bringing disaster. You insisted on taking Ernest to the doctor, and now he's dead. We were counting on his pension."

"I bet she killed Ernest to keep that antique for herself."

"That antique isn't just for her. We should sell it and split the money."

"Yeah, sell it and split the money."

The place turned into a scene of dividing the spoils.

Joey kept her head down, silent, her mind filled with Ernest's last moments.

She felt guilty. If she hadn't taken Ernest away, he might still be alive. The scolding and accusations surrounded her.

Sebastian walked over, took out a certificate, and handed it to the group. "Great-grandfather knew you'd do this, so he donated the item to the museum six months ago. Here's the proof." Edith snatched the certificate and saw the picture of the antique, Ernest's signature, and the museum's stamp.

She, who hadn't shed a tear, burst into tears. "He tricked us all. He donated it long ago and didn't say a word, just to make us serve him well. Now it's gone, and we did all that for nothing." Everyone was furious. They had agreed to pool money for the funeral, but in the end, Benjamin and Joey paid for everything.

Even during the funeral, several of Ernest's grandsons didn't show up. Joey stood in front of Ernest's grave, not crying or making a fuss, as if she had cried all her tears in the past few days. Sebastian stood beside her, gently holding her shoulder. "Joey, let's go back. We'll come to see Great-grandfather again in a few days."

Joey looked up at him with swollen eyes. "Did you find Cordelia?"

Sebastian nodded. "Yes, my dad has her locked up at home."

"Take me to her."

They drove straight to the Winters Family's Mansion.

Seeing Joey's pale face, Aurora held her hand with concern. "Joey, don't be too sad. Take care of yourself."

Joey's voice was hoarse. "Grandma, I'm fine. I want to see Cordelia."

She couldn't even bring herself to call her Mrs. Winters. It was clear how much she hated Cordelia.

Aurora was deeply pained. She knew that if Cordelia wasn't properly punished, her grandson's wedding might not happen.

She immediately instructed the butler, Timothy, "Bring her here."

Timothy brought Cordelia to the living room.

Seeing Joey, Cordelia immediately grabbed her arm, looking at her with a face full of grievance. "Joey, I didn't say anything. I just talked to Ernest about the wedding. Maybe he got too excited seeing all the gifts from the Winters Family, and his blood pressure went up. I really didn't do anything. You have to believe me."

Joey shook off her hand, looking at her coldly. "My great-grandfather was never a vain person. If he were, he wouldn't have donated an item worth 300 million dollars to the museum.

In this world, besides my dad, my great-grandfather loved me the most. You must have told him something about me that he couldn't accept, which caused the sudden brain hemorrhage. I want to know what exactly you said to him!"