Chapter 458

I ignored Sylvia's cries and walked straight to the helicopter.

There was too much I had to do, too many people I cared about, and no time to waste on the Vances.

If Serena were still alive, I would have felt obligated to care for them. Since parents raise their children, and it's often expected that children repay them.

But after everything that had happened—using my ashes for soup—I figured all