Chapter 1018

In stark contrast to Helen's solemn demeanor, Hazel responded with an air of nonchalance, "I know. How to describe their relationship? Let's just say Frederick had a thing for Jane and decided to 'raise' her like a pet project. Too bad it backfired..." She trailed off, leaving the rest unsaid. Since Helen had mentioned that Jane was her best friend, bluntly stating that Jane died before she could grow up would only upset her. Helen took a deep breath, studying Hazel's indifferent expression before pressing on, "Hazel, I’m not one for beating around the bush, so I’ll just ask have you ever wondered if Frederick only keeps you around because your eyes resemble Jane’s? That maybe you’re just her replacement?" Perched cross-legged on the small sofa, Hazel propped her chin on one hand and regarded Helen with mild curiosity. "Does it matter?" Helen’s carefully prepared lecture died in her throat. After a brief hesitation, she blurted out, "Hazel, forgive me for being blunt, but… what exactly