My Lord, My Billionaire Master

After she finished speaking, Catherine took the remote control from his hands. Lang Scott already had no strength left, so he could only stare at his daughter in horror and said: "Catherine, don't play, give me back!"

He reached out to snatch it. His hand shook a few times in the air before it dropped down again. He forcefully held on to his breath and painfully lived.

Catherine squatted there, looking at the remote control in her hands, and blinked her eyes. She said: "Dad, do I just press it and I'll be able to see my mother?"

"No, return it to me!"

Lang Scott went to snatch the remote control, and heavily fell onto Catherine's body. A mouthful of blood wildly sprayed out, dirtying Catherine's beautiful skirt. Catherine was knocked onto the ground, and she did not care about her clothes at all, and only looked at Lang Scott with innocent smile,. "Father, I don't want to be a child without parents, it's so pitiful."

Lang Scott looked at her dumbly.

Sometimes adults think children don't know anything at an innocent age, but in fact, they know everything.

Catherine smiled and said, "Being with daddy, and you won't feel pain."

She smiled and pressed the remote control in her hands. Lang Scott used the last bit of his strength to hug her tightly and said in despair, "It doesn't hurt at all with you."

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the huge Scott Family exploded into black scorched earth.

All the beauty turned to dust in an instant.

The entire Wave Island was shaking.

Just as the cruise ship came back to stop at the dock where the cherry blossoms were, a loud explosion sound came. Several bodyguards who got off the cruise ship were so shocked that they almost fell over.

Alice stood on the ship and was about to get off while holding Holy's hand, when she suddenly heard this sound. She looked into the distance in shock, and saw a cloud of black smoke rising into the sky, as if it was going to dye the entire sky black.

That was the direction of the Scott Family.

Suddenly, Alice seemed to have understood something, and her face turned pale white with her hands covering her face tightly as she looked in that direction in fear and fear, "No!"

No, no.

Don't be like that.

Catherine, Catherine

Alice's body involuntarily trembled. She hurriedly got off the boat and her legs went limp, falling onto the ground. A long arm grabbed her waist and pulled her back.

Alice fell into a wide and warm embrace.

The sea breeze blew across the cruise ship's deck, bringing about an unpleasant smell. The sunlight shone onto everyone's body, causing Alice's face to turn pale white and transparent.

William hugged Alice's frail body tightly, and looked in the direction of the black smoke. His slender hand pressed her head against his body, and he said with a low and sexy voice, "Alice, no matter how young you are, and you have your own choices.

After Alice searched the cruise ship but didn't find Catherine, Holy finally remembered that Catherine had told him before they boarded the ship that she was going to look for her mother.

Holy knew that her mother had passed away and thought that she was talking nonsense, so he didn't mind.

As for the rest of the people, they were all flustered because of him rebandaging the wound. No one cared where a child was.

Alice was unable to describe her current feelings. There was panic, and even more guilt, and this feeling made her heart ache badly.

"Catherine asked me if dying would be painful."

Alice was forced to lean on William and said with a trembling voice. She reached out her hand and grabbed onto William's clothes, "It's painful, right, William? It must hurt."

How could she not even protect a child? How could she?!

William hugged her tightly, and continued to press her head strongly against his chest. He looked at the black smoke that was rolling, and said word by word, "Alice, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Alice tightened her grip on his clothes with her body trembling uncontrollably. She suffocated because of the smell of the air.

"I will take revenge for the Scott Family."

William said again, as though he was making an oath, and no one knew whether it was for Alice or the black smoke.

At the side, Holy stood there, looking at the two of them, then looking at the black smoke. As intelligent as he was, he immediately understood what was going on.

Three days later, the weather was clear, and the sun shining down on the sea with warmth.

There were still flowers blooming at the spot where the Wave Island was blooming, as if nothing had happened. Besides the charred black soil, and there was no other signs of life.

The Flower Sea Channel's flowers that were not too far away from the Scott Family were still blooming. As Lang Scott had wished, the flowers had already completely covered the entire channel.

In front of the channel, there was a black tombstone with the names of the Scott Family's three members printed on it.

Alice, wearing a black trench coat and pants, stood in front of the tombstone and bent down to put a beautifully decorated flower basket on the ground.

Her face was bright and white under the sunlight, but she was too tired, and her eyes were red with a few streaks of blood. Alice looked at the name on the tombstone, and spoke with a smile, "Catherine, auntie has decorated a flower basket for you again. Do you like it?"

What answered her was a warm gust of wind, gently caressing her face.

When she turned around, she saw William stepping into the flower bush and sitting in front of the channel. He had spread his long legs and the sunlight shining on his body was graceful, lazy, and calm.

He too was wearing a white shirt and black windbreaker, and the long channel behind him seemed to lead to some sort of blessed place.

Holy stood by William's side. His small hand was peeling off a piece of candy from

the paper, then he slowly put it in his mouth.

Alice walked over to them and sat down beside William, quietly leaning on his shoulder, with her black hair scattered over his shoulders.

William sat without moving. He held a doll in his left hand, and turned a small knife

in his right hand to cut the place right in the middle of the doll.

This was a doll that Catherine always kept by her side, and she had given it to Holy in the end.

After the doll was cut open, some soft and silky information was extracted and revealed a rolled-up information document. William took it out and opened it.

This was the secret that Lang Scott held in his hands.

"Mrs. Lang Scott's death had completely twisted him, but in reality, he also loved his daughter a lot. He had put the secret about his life in the Catherine's doll, and the care he had for his daughter was never fake."

It was a pity that Lang Scott woke up too late. Otherwise, this tragedy wouldn't have spread so far.

"Yes."

William replied with a low voice as he placed the rolled - up information into his own pocket.

In the end, Lang Scott had chosen to give this information to him in order to seek revenge. The Scott Family was gone, but the hatred was still there.

Holy who was eating a lollipop at the side silently watched as William cut open the stomach of the doll. He walked over and asked, "Can you give the doll back to me?"

Catherine said that this is a baby, you have to take good care of it.

William glanced at him but did not say anything. He handed the broken doll over to him and Holy squatted down with the lollipop in his mouth. Then, he slowly stuffed the cotton wool that William had thrown on the ground back into the doll's stomach.

Alice looked at his son and said, "Holy, I will sew it up for you when we get back." Hearing this, Holy, who was squatting there, stiffened. He raised his head and looked at her, and then nodded solemnly.

Holy carried the broken doll and left, silently eating the lollipop. Catherine said that this was her favorite litchi taste, but he could not taste it, and she could only taste the bitterness.

He leaned against the tombstone and fiddled with the doll's hand. His heart felt somewhat uncomfortable.

He should play family imitation with Catherine, and he should be more serious.

Alice and William sat in front of the channel. It had been three days, but the smell of burnt flesh still lingered in the air.

Alice leaned on William, holding onto one of his arms, she looked into the distance and said softly, "When I first arrived at Wave

Island, I saw the Flower Sea Channel. I was thinking, such a beautiful channel, I

can add a beautiful and romantic story to the comics."

William sat silently.

"I never thought that there would be such a tragedy."

Alice said, and the hysterical deep emotion of Lang Scott when she said that to

his wife surfaced in her mind once again and the loss when Catherine asked her the pain of the death.

A happy family was born and destroyed.

There were too many accidents and too many sorrows in the world. How many people could walk from sunrise to sunset?

"The bombs in Wave Island have all been removed, and the residents are all willing to stay and live." William said with a low voice, "This place will not become a dead island, and there will also be people who will tidy up channel all year round, ensuring that there will be no loss."noveldrama

Hearing this, Alice blinked her eyes, "The Scott Family will definitely thank you."

"I did it because I was afraid you would feel bad. It doesn't matter whether that family thanks me or not."

William said coldly.

Catherine's death had a huge impact on Alice, and he had to accompany her for three days before she managed to recover a little.

Alice understood that William was extremely worried about herself. She strongly blinked her eyes, then stood up from channel's entrance and said, "Alright, let's go back. Kathy has been calling us all this time to urge us to go back."

"Yes."

William nodded, and he stood up and grabbed Alice's hand, and walked to the side of the road.

Daniel Frank and the bodyguards stood by the side of the road. Seeing them walk over, Daniel Frank walked over and said to William, "Young master, I have allocated some money to build the transportation for the Wave Island, and also asked for people to manage the economy of the Wave Island. The citizens here

are all very grateful, and they want young master to give the road a name or to use your name."

This was the only way residents could think of to be grateful.