SWNOVELS Chapter 2050
Chapter 2050
Sus it was that when eighteen year old Penn discovered that Natalie, his emotional pillar, was the one behind it all, he was both
shocked and overwhelmed
Do his eighteenth birthday, which also coincided with the day he received a prestigious award, Penn was overjoyed. He eagerly
anticipated his annual birthday gift and letter, and couldn’t wait to share his big achievement with the sender
However, by sheer coincidence, he saw Natalie backstage after receiving his award.
Natalie looked nothing like she did on television Clad in a simple dress, her hair white with age, she stood alongside his mentor.
Penn immediately hide2
As they conversed and passed by him, Penn overheard his mentor ask Natalie, “You still don’t want to see Penn? After all these
years and all the help you’ve given him, he’s been looking forward to meeting you”
“Perhaps it’s better not to meet now. There’s plenty of time ahead”
Penn couldn’t quite recall what he was thinking at that moment. All he remembered was storming out. Anger, confusion, shame.
A torrent of emotions came crashing down. Natalie’s bodyguard pinned him down on the icy floor as he approached her.
“Natalie, you murderer! I don’t need your charity!” Penn struggled and screamed, “Why did you kill my parents!”
Chaos ensued, and the award ceremony was cancelled.
That evening. Penn had his first formal encounter with Natalie in a luxurious apartment.
First of all, I need to clarify for myself that your parents’ death had nothing to do with me, despite our differences. Your father was
like a son to me, someone I’d watched grow up and nurtured What mother would kill her child over a disagreement?”
Naturally, Penn didn’t believe her.
“Here is everything related to your father” Seeing Penn’s skepticism, Natalie didn’t bother to explain further. She pushed a small
suitcase towards Penn. “In theory, these items should have been given to you long ago. But considering your age, I selfishly
decided to wait until you’ve matured before returning them to you.”
“if my father’s death wasn’t your doing, why do you have his things?” Penn banged the table in anger.
Natalie simply replied, “Child, once you’ve gone through these things, I believe you’ll find the answers you’re looking for. Whether
you still want to see me afterwards the
to you”
After Natalie left. Penn stared at the suitcase for a long time. He remembered it from his childhood; the faded scribbles on it were
his own, made when he was a mischievous child. His parents never scolded him for it. His dad even held him up high, praising
his early talent, saying he might become a great artist someday.
Tears pricked at Penn’s eyes as he opened the suitcase. Inside, he found some documents, a key, and several well-preserved
memory cards.
Penn remembered how his parents always saved their work with camera. His father once wrote, “Words can record events, but
they can hardly capture emotions. That’s why I prefer using images to document my work diaries.”
Penn was a smart kid and immediately knew what the memory cards were. He took a long vacation and returned to the house
where he lived with his parents
His grandparents had always seen the place as a nightmare, a painful reminder of their loss. They couldn’t bring themselves to
sell it, but they never visited either.