Chapter 1142 He Will Be Fine
Ironically, one would finally mature upon recognizing that not all parents genuinely loved their children.
Some desired the glory brought upon them, while others sought dominance and control. Some favored sons over daughters, and others overwhelmed their children with overprotectiveness.
Many failed to understand the harsh reality and never stopped questioning, though their answers
remained unheard.
For Alijah, his desire for immortality outweighed all concerns in his life.
Wynter forbade anyone from touching Alijah’s corpse. She took out a talisman and drew on it.
“I suggest cremating Mr. Alijah’s body by this afternoon. Don’t let anyone stay in this room for now. And
Austin…”
Upon hearing his name called, Austin lifted his eyes sorrowfully. Wynter glanced at his shoulder and handed him a lucky coin.
“Here, hold onto this. You probably need to take some herbal baths, so I’ll write you a prescription later.
“As for the sigil, the fastest way to remove it from your shoulder is through acts of kindness. Your merits will repress any lingering resentments,” Wynter remarked.
“I know. That’s why you asked my mom and the others to make donations,” Austin replied softly.
“There’s no harm in doing good. Over the years, the Fentons might have conducted wrongdoings in
businesses, whether by accident or deception. You may have unknowingly borne personal burdens,”
Wynter explained.
She was only willing to give further advice for Austin’s sake. Despite being family, Austin differed greatly
from his egotistical grandfather.
Wynter had acknowledged Austin as a kind and decent man. He welcomed her with open arms upon their
first meeting.
Instead of scorning her for her poor background, he was respectful toward her. However, he was prone to the influence of his peers within the same social circle.
While the Quinnells had their fortune stolen, the Fentons were facing a decline in fortune. It was evident
that the Fenton family was rotten inside out.
Perhaps, they had failed to raise a competent child throughout the years.
That said, it wasn’t entirely unexpected. While some fooled around with their mistresses, others remained
cautious against their own wives. Wynter even doubted that their businesses were thriving.
Shaking her head with a sigh, Wynter turned to Malik and advised, “I know you’ve made a lot of profit, but i suggest you keep your taxes in check. You wouldn’t want Austin ending up on the streets, would you?”
Malik swiftly raised his head at her words. “You’re right. I’ll remember that.”
Chapter 1142 He Will de Fine
“You should also decide when to announce Mr. Fenton Senior’s passing. As for the sigil on Austin’s shoulder, there’s no need to worry. A sincere and righteous man like him will stay protected in his whole life,” Wynter comforted him.
She recalled Austin’s angry face when he learned about the resentful infant. Despite his affluent upbringing, he had a kind soul and never judged others by their backgrounds.
Wynter wished for his life to be free from suffering and torments.
Dalton realized Wynter’s intention since she usually refrained from offering advice. Such reminders were a breach of the heavenly laws, and a medium could face serious consequences for divulging secrets.
Each person had a predetermined fate, and those who forcibly intervened would bear personal burdens.
Dalton doubted Wynter was ignorant of such rules, yet she still made her words clear. He couldn’t help but inwardly question her interest in Austin.