Chapter 650

Thalassa snapped back to reality, and her gaze shifted to her mother.

Her mother had been in jail for two days, but it felt like two years had passed.

Her hair turned noticeably silver, and her face showed new lines of age. Most importantly, her once vibrant, energetic spirit, which was always surrounded by joy and laughter, had faded away.

It was as if someone had sucked all the life out of her, leaving her listless and lifeless.

A sharp surge of pain shot through Thalassa’s heart. The joy that the children brought was not just for her; it was for their entire family.

Their house used to be filled with the cheerful noise of four children, especially Elowen, the liveliest one.

Suddenly, all four children were no longer living at home. The silence and solitude had doubled, which must’ve been devastating for Evelyn, who loved the hustle and bustle of family life.

Thalassa, too, was heartbroken.

Even though Evelyn had been proven innocent and had been released, Thalassa was unsure whether Lysander would allow them to see the children.

That day at the Sinclair residence, Lysander had ruthlessly told her to leave, stating that she didn’t deserve any of their children.

Did this mean she wasn’t allowed to see the children anymore?

Thalassa didn’t have the courage to ask him.

Angering him had severe consequences. She learned that lesson well today.

“Mom, you should rest for a few days. We’ll see if we can visit the kids on Saturday.” Thalassa tried to comfort her saddened mother.

Evelyn nodded in response.

The next day, Thalassa went to work as usual.

Ethan was leading a meeting when he suddenly announced his departure.

“Thalassa, come with me.”

Ethan took Thalassa from the conference room to his office. His expression was stern as he said, “I have to attend Sybil’s funeral, and I need someone to accompany me. If you’re willing to come, I’ll take you. If not, I’ll take Betty.”

He had been vague the day before when he’d asked Thalassa to discuss the contract with Lysander.

Thalassa had seen through his intentions and was upset.

Today, he decided to be upfront. If she was willing to go, he would take her. If not, he wouldn’t force her.

Grandma Sybil’s funeral…

Thalassa’s heart sank. Just a few days ago, Grandma Sybil was healthy and vibrant. She was helping Lysander out of a tough situation, scolding Zephyr with a playful tone, and watching the children play with a benevolent look on her face.

She had always wanted Lysander to have children so she could help look after them. She loved children.

Sadly, just as she was reunited with the four little ones, she passed away.

The mere thought of it plunged Thalassa into deep sadness.

Although Zephyr had always been hostile toward Thalassa, Grandma Sybil had always been kind and good to her.

Thalassa wanted to bid her farewell too.

“I’ll go.”

“Good. Change into black clothing and come with me.” Ethan stated this before heading to the office’s changing room.

Thalassa hadn’t prepared any black clothes, so she bought a set from a store downstairs and changed into it.

At the cemetery.

Many people had come to attend the funeral, including Zephyr’s friends, Grandma Sybil’s old friends, business partners of the Sinclair family, and prominent families associated with the Sinclairs.

A fine mist of rain was falling from the sky.

Thalassa stood next to Ethan, holding an umbrella over him.

In front of the grave, Lysander and Zephyr stood at the forefront, with David holding an umbrella for Lysander and the Sinclair family’s butler doing the same for Zephyr.

Zephyr held Grandma Sybil’s urn. His aged face was a picture of grief and sadness. Tears welled up in his cloudy eyes, and his voice broke as he said, “Sybil, we had already set a date for our seventieth wedding anniversary. How could you leave me like this?”