Chapter 1123
11:23 No Memorial Hall
Logan muttered. “Why don’t I think of this before? I’m supposed to be the most sensitive to this stuff.
1 feel so stupid, making Grandpa suffer for so long. I’m really stupid. I should’ve just thrown my brain
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He tightened his grip on Wynter’s hand. Wynter, don’t go to the Fenton residence. Come to my house first.
As the socke, the faces around the dining table showed varied expressions.
Albert and Tobias exchanged a glance, then frowned.
According to Logarts account, Clyde had been drinking that herbal remedy all along. This so–called herbal
remedy was none other than blood soup.
If he had been consuming it since before Logan started middle school, it meant this had been going on for years
In other words, had the kind Clyde who used to appear in front of them for all these years now been possessed? Had not one of them noticed after so many years?
The other party must have behaved exactly like Clyde to deceive everyone for so long.
But whether in private or in public, Clyde had never shown any flaws.
To imitate a person for a day might be possible, but to do it for so many years required an intimate
ence sending
Or, had the real Clyde perhaps already disappeared, leaving behind only this imitation, with his behavior
becoming Clyde’s?
Tobias was close to Logan. He couldn’t fully accept what Jadiel had done to Logan, let alone Logan
“Don’t overthink it . Wynter will help you figure it out.” Tobias was sitting beside him. “Eat something first, and well go right after. You’re looking a bit pale right now.”
Logan insisted, Tm fine. Wynter, please, go to our place first.”
He feared that if they waited any longer, he might never see Clyde again.
Wynter looked at him . After setting down her fork, she said directly, “Your grandpa isn’t in Kingbourne but in Hawford. Don’t you know that? You’re the Winston family’s scion.”
“Hawford? Logan looked bewildered.
Wynter wiped her hands, explaining, “Chad took him there. They say there’s a famous doctor in Hawford who can treat Clyde’s illness.
Clyde
‘Since Clyde isn’t in Kingbourne, there’s no need to rush to your house. Have some food first. There are a
1123 No Memorial Hall
few things I need to ask you.”
Since Wynter had spoken, Logan naturally obliged.
“Where’s your great–grandpa’s memorial tablet? Is it in the hillside villa?”
Logan shook his head. “I don’t know.”
“Do you not even know this?” Wynter paused.
Frowning, Logan said, “I don’t remember Great–grandpa having any memorial tablet.”
“What about your family’s memorial hall? Where is it?” Wynter asked again.
Logan shook his head once more. “I don’t remember.*
For an aristocratic family, this was absurd. As the Winston family’s true eldest grandson, he shouldn’t be ignorant of such things. That was more fitting for the illegitimate son, Chad.
“Does Chad know?” Tobias couldn’t stand by silently any longer.
After thinking for a moment, Logan continued to shake his head. “He doesn’t know. I don’t think our family has a memorial hall. We’ve probably followed the policy and broken all those things.”
“A memorial hall doesn’t fit into the category of toxic culture as per the policy.”
Even Tobias, who typically didn’t let things bother him, sensed that there was something wrong with all of
this.
“What’s going on with your family? I remember you saying before that your great–grandpa did business with foreigners and built the family fortune on that.”