Chapter 327 Keep Your Mouths Shut

• Even though Janette didn’t get along with Callan, he was still her kid brother. She watched him grow up. And the more capable Callan was, the more she shared in that glow. Dead? Janette’s knees buckled. She didn’t even have time to fuss about the slap she’d just taken.
• Matthias happened to walk in and caught half a sentence: “Who did you say died?” Janette still had a hand on her cheek, forgetting to put it down. “Your dad said your Uncle Callan is dead.” Matthias froze. The two went straight back to the Moore residence.
• The Moores had already gotten the news. Old Mr. Moore seemed to age ten years in a blink. The light in his eyes was gone. Thiago paced the hall with his hands clasped behind his back, edgy and restless. Irene and Stephanie quietly wiped away tears. When Janette and Matthias came back, no one felt like making small talk. The servants brought beverage and left.