Princess Comeback
Chapter 86 Her father's death anniversary and her Birthday

"Miss, tomorrow is your husband's death anniversary. Go to see him. He must miss you very much."

Maid Alexis gently patted her back to give her some warmth.

Sarah in his arms nodded heavily.

After dinner, Brandon came in from the outside with a medical record book.

"What makes you so anxious?"

Sarah wiped her mouth and threw the paper towel into the trash can with a needle stuck in her left hand.

Hearing the words, Brandon stopped, stood at the end of the bed, looked at Sarah, and said with a smile, "We found drugs to prevent you from losing your sense of taste abroad. Now it has passed clinical trials and will be sent here in a few days."

Sarah did not speak, and her calm face made people unable to guess what she was thinking.

Maid Alexis was relieved and excited. "Great, really great!"

"What's wrong? Why did you look worried?"

Brandon walked to the head of the bed and adjusted the infusion bottle.

"I'm fine. If you're busy, go ahead." Sarah responded faintly. Then she thought of something and stopped him. "Brandon."

Brandon looked back and smiled at her gently. "What's wrong?"

"You..." Sarah's hands were intertwined in the quilt. "Did you know Joseph?"

Brandon became cold, "We are high school classmates. The last time he saw you out of my office, so he asked several questions. What's the matter?"

Sarah took a deep look at Brandon, and asked, "He knew I was poisoned."

"How did he know?" Brandon frowned in surprise.

Based on her understanding of Brandon for so many years, he was an honest and faithful man, and couldn't tell Joseph.

"I don't know. Madame Jones can replace out my identity as a designer. This little thing can't stop the intelligence agents of these rich families." Sarah shrugged casually.

Brandon frowned, "I will go to prepare for the operation, and then you will..."

"Don't worry. Maid Alexis is here."

Sarah let him do what he should do.

In the afternoon, Sarah returned to her villa to prepare things for tomorrow's sacrifice with Maid Alexis.

"Miss, I can prepare these. You don't have to bother."

Maid Alexis tried to persuade her, but Sarah refused and insisted on doing it herself.

After a while, Sarah's mobile phone on the table rang.

She answered, "Brandon, what's wrong?"

"The last time you asked me to check your female assistant, someone said she left with a gang of thugs with an unknown purpose."

"Call the police!" Sarah was worried at once.

"Don't worry. I'm afraid I have one more thing to tell you."

"What?"

Brandon sighed and told her that Emily was Joseph's subordinate.

"This is all said by a detective of my friends. It is said that when he located Emily's mobile phone, there were only a few numbers, including Joseph's, and they were closely connected." An unspeakable fear of being monitored spread deeply from the bottom of her heart.

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Sarah felt dizzy for a moment, "I see. I'll invite you to dinner some other day."

She hung up the phone with an abnormal complexion. Maid Alexis came to her anxiously. "Miss, what's wrong?"

Sarah waved her hand, "Nothing."

The next day, it was rainy in Raleigh.

The rain seemed to match Sarah's mood, and it kept raining.

Sarah came to the cemetery early, walked up along the rows of cemeteries, and stood in front of Kevin Davis's tomb.

Due to the light rain, the dark marble surface was covered with dense drops of water. Sarah placed a bunch of calla lilies in front of his tablet.

"Dad, I came to see you. Are you used to living in heaven?"

Under the big black umbrella, her small face was pale, as if it was integrated with the rain curtain.

Her eyes were red.

However, Kevin could no longer answer her questions. She could no longer see his smiling face.

She placed the cakes and food prepared in advance in front of the tombstone, knelt in front of the tombstone, held an umbrella, looked at the lonely signature on the tombstone, and muttered to herself. "Dad, do you feel sad that my mother did so many dirty things without telling you?"

"You must hate Ashley and Megan very much just like me. To get Davis Enterprise, they even want to kill me. Now I have no solution to the poison in my body."

"Or, like you, I am doomed to not live long in the world where the villain roams, but I will take back everything that belongs to you before I die!"

I hope that when I finish all this, we can meet again in heaven.

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Sarah left the cemetery and went to Ocean Bar instead of going home directly.

Under the spotlight of the bar, her bright and attractive face was full of gloom.

"One more drink."

"Miss, you have already had your fifth drink."

The bartender at the bar was slightly worried. So he reminded Sarah that she had ordered a glass of alcoholic drink with a high degree just as she came in. "Afraid I can't afford it?"

Sarah was a little tipsy, but she didn't get drunk.

She took out a stack of money, slapped it on the table, and moved it to the bartender.

"Is that enough?"

The bartender nodded obediently and gave her another bottle of whisky.

Sarah took the wine and drank it one by one.

Today was not only her father's death anniversary but also her birthday.

Every time she thought of the scene that day, her heart seemed to be torn.

At this moment, the mobile phone kept shaking slightly on the marble table, and the loud music in the bar covered the ringtone of the mobile phone. She wanted to get drunk so that she didn't notice.

In Raleigh Street, it was raining cats and dogs. There was no one, only cars passing by occasionally.

Beside the road, a Bentley stopped at the roadside with a double flash.

Ambiguous street lamps shine on the car body. There was someone in the driver's seat, but his face was backlit, and his expression couldn't be seen clearly. On the front passenger side, there was an exquisite cake box quietly.