Chapter 899

Brandon's dedication to the estate was no less than mine. Normally, I would have been thrilled to follow him, but today I just wasn't in the mood. Instead, I found myself fixated on the church door. However, as the sun rose higher in the sky, the door remained closed, and my unease grew. When William was around, he would open the church door every day. Later, when Chris arrived, he took over the task. He had once told me that opening the church door every morning was like opening the door to his heart for the day. So, what was wrong today? Why was he late? I couldn't shake off the thought that maybe he was unwell. The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became. I couldn't wait any longer, so I walked up to the door and knocked. It took a while, but eventually, a devotee who was practicing at the church came to open it. "Sorry, Mr. Chris might have overslept today," he said. Brandon and I bowed our heads together to express our gratitude and entered the church. As w