Chapter 43 Investigate Immediately

Upon hearing this, Rosalie's face was deathly pale. The tips of her fingers trembled slightly as she clenched her fist. Her fingernails pierced into her tender palm as she tightened her fist. The sharp pain pulled her back to her senses. She was extremely depressed, but she still raised her pale face to Credence and said in a gentle and sensible way, "Credence, it does not matter. I believe you must have your reasons for this." Credence was slightly surprised at how considerate Rosalie was. Stunned, he looked at her apologetically. "Dorothy just passed away. I'm not in the mood for the time being." As if something had blocked his throat, his voice sounded a little dull and hoarse. "I understand. I don't blame you. If you had not suggested it just now, I would have suggested it." Rosalie nodded her head in understanding. With a disconcerted expression on her face, she grabbed Credence's large hand. She gently tugged at it and slowly pressed his