Year Five The Perfect Goodbye Plan novel Chapter 292

Fairchild wasn’t a fool—he could clearly see the suspicion flickering in Silvia’s eyes.

He looked at her for a moment, then let out a weary sigh.

“You don’t need to worry about this,” Fairchild said at last. “We’ll conduct a thorough investigation and make sure you get a fair answer.”

Silvia nodded, her voice cool and steady. “Thank you, Mr. Doyle. I’ll leave it in your hands.”

After leaving Pinecrest Medical Center, Silvia didn’t return to the office. Instead, she drove alone to the cemetery.

The Capital City cemetery was beautifully kept—a haven of greenery even as winter began to settle in. It felt almost alive, with tall trees and well-tended lawns softening the chill in the air.

The groundskeeper didn’t recognize Silvia and stopped her at the gate. “Excuse me, can I help you?”

She showed him her identification, and after a brief inspection, he waved her through.

Following the path she remembered by heart, Silvia made her way to Wilhelmina’s grave.

She knelt in the grass, setting down a small bouquet and a few tokens she’d brought as an offering. With gentle hands, she brushed away leaves and dust from the headstone, her touch careful and loving.

“Grandma,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “I’m so sorry I didn’t spend more time with you while I could. I regret it every day.”

She could never forget Wilhelmina’s kindness, the way her grandmother had always been there for her.

Leaning in closer, Silvia pressed her lips together, fighting back tears. “Grandma, everyone says your death was an accident, but I promise you—I’ll find out the truth. And whoever’s responsible will pay for what they did.”

Lost in her grief, Silvia didn’t notice the footsteps behind her until a voice suddenly broke the silence.

A man’s voice—surprised, but unmistakably pleased.

He hurried over, carrying a bunch of white lilies, and placed them at the base of the headstone.

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