When peace returned to the sanatorium, it was already two hours later.
Jason Charlie's body had been taken away.
Amelia Charlie's wounds had been dressed, but she had not yet regained consciousness and was lying in the sanatorium's hospital ward.
Old Mrs. Charlie had also lain down.
She looked at Anthony Charlie and asked, "Did you arrange all this?"
Anthony Charlie nodded.
"Good, very good!" The Old Mrs. Charlie patted the bed, and tears also flowed from her cloudy eyes.
Anthony Charlie knew that Old Mrs. Charlie was about to pass away, yet she had been unable to let go of two things.
First was Amelia Charlie.
The second was the vengeance for her parents.
It was only just for Jason Charlie to pay with his life for the life he took.
But since it had happened overseas, there had always been a lack of evidence to bring him to justice.
Today, at last, everything had ended.
Old Mrs. Charlie felt a deep sense of relief.
