บท 347: 335: Old merchant bows three times and kowtows nine times, Rae wins one more (first update)_1

Early in the morning, Linda Roberts discovered that Sean Bennett was not in the hospital room.

She asked the nurse, "Where is he?"

The nurse replied, "Secretary Jones took Mr. Bennett out."

"Did he say where to?"

"He didn't say."

Linda Roberts immediately phoned Mr. Jones, Sean Bennett's secretary.

Mr. Jones glanced at the caller ID.

"Chairman, it's your wife."

Sean Bennett said, "Don't bother."

Mr. Jones didn't pick up.

Rae Bennett's parents were buried together, their graves located in the suburbs.

The wheelchair was parked at the foot of the grave's steps, and Sean Bennett leaned on his cane as he stepped down from the wheelchair with Mr. Jones' support. His health was poor, and he took several minutes to wheeze his way up the few dozen steps.

The tombstone had been wiped clean, fresh flowers and liquor were placed in front, and Rae and Wyatt Wright were already waiting there.

She lifted Wyatt's hand and checked the time on his watch, "Right on time, nine o'clock."