Chapter 895 Let's Wait a Little Longer for Justice

The scooter roared. Kate stood still lost in thought. At the Wilsons, the people who had come to apologize had left. No one dared to speak ill of Leanne again. The truth had finally come to light, but it was too late. Budd was shackled to the bed by the invisible threads of the Epoch Collection. Leanne couldn't see them, but as Budd's wife, she noticed some subtle differences with Budd. It wasn't just the fever. Budd used to be cheerful. No matter how much he suffered at work or how many overtime hours he had to put in, his eyes were always bright whenever he came home. Budd had always protected his family. He had always believed that as long as their family stayed together, there was hope for a better future no matter how tough things were. But since Dulcie's death, Budd's eyes had become dull. He insisted that something was fishy about Dulcie's death and tried to investigate, but he faced hurdles everywhere he turned and was even driven away by others. Leanne looked at Budd,