I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away
Chapter 354: Terrence Sterling Takes Action

The death of Fiona was a heavy blow to Meredith. After returning to Merrydale Estate, Meredith fell ill that very afternoon. She had a persistent low fever and her body ached terribly. Being pregnant, she couldn't take medication and had to endure the discomfort. Terrence Sterling stayed by her side, delegating his company duties to his subordinates. He held her silently, comforting her and their unborn child.

Meredith slept fitfully, haunted by dreams of her childhood. Upon seeing Fiona's body, she realized that all the grudges in the world mean nothing in the face of death. The things people cling to become meaningless once touched by death. Only in living does one possess everything. When asked if she hated Fiona, Meredith could hardly say she felt any hatred. To Meredith, a person's death extinguishes their misdeeds; she only remembered sharing clothes and a childhood of mutual dependency with Fiona, not any wrongs.

Justin visited the morgue and immediately went to Merrydale Estate. Terrence Sterling met him at the bottom of the stairs, signaling him not to disturb Meredith. "She's unwell and needs to rest. Whatever you need to say, you can tell me," Terrence said.

Justin, weighed down by sorrow, replied, "I just came from the station. I know about Fiona. How did it come to this? Who harmed her?"

"The police are still investigating," Terrence replied gravely. "I can't answer your question."

"Fiona made a mistake, but she didn't deserve to die. She was with you for a while, Terrence Sterling. How could you really send her to the station?"

Justin's rationality was shaken, and his emotions stirred. Hearing this, Terrence's expression darkened, and his tone grew colder. "Are you suggesting that Meredith and I are responsible for Fiona's death?"

Realizing his implication, Justin guiltily explained, "That's not what I meant..." Though his words betrayed his true thoughts, Terrence's counter left him without the confidence to accuse.

"There's no need for you to see Meredith," Terrence said coldly. "To me, Fiona was a stranger. Her life or death is irrelevant to me. The fact that she targeted Meredith and ended up in jail was already letting her off easy. Now that she's dead, she got what she deserved. It has nothing to do with me or Meredith. Don't try to bind us with misplaced sentiments."

Terrence was clearly angered, his tone heavy and his face grim. In his eyes, Justin was just a confused fool. With that, Terrence effectively dismissed him, and Justin, unable to justify his stay, left.

The news of Fiona's death quickly reached Chloe, who immediately called Bianca. Bianca was at the hospital caring for Grandma Sterling. The call weighed heavily on her. Fiona's death was not a good thing; it meant another life weighed on Joy Chaucer's conscience. Bianca instinctively felt Fiona's death was connected to Joy.

On the phone, Chloe seemed relieved. "Fiona's dead, there's no witness, and Joy will be fine."

Without a direct witness and lacking solid evidence, the law couldn't touch Joy Chaucer, but that didn't mean Terrence Sterling couldn't.

"It's too early to say," Bianca whispered, her voice low. "I'm taking care of Grandma Sterling in the hospital. Keep an eye on the police station. If Joy is released, bring her straight home. Don't stir up more trouble."

After more than twenty-four hours without evidence against Joy Chaucer, the police would have to release her. Chloe failed to grasp the severity of the situation, believing Joy would certainly be fine. But Bianca was more worried. If Grandma Sterling wouldn't help, Joy could be the next one to die mysteriously at the hands of Terrence Sterling.

After hanging up, Bianca returned to the hospital room, her expression anxious as she addressed Grandma Sterling. "Grandma Sterling, Fiona, who drugged you, died in custody last night. You watched me grow up; I've never asked you for anything, but today I'm begging you to save Joy. I'm worried something will happen to her."

Regardless of whether Joy could walk free, Terrence Sterling had ways of reaching her. Desperate, Bianca knelt beside the bed. "Grandma Sterling, Joy is the last of the Chaucer family. You can't just watch her get into trouble. If something happens to Joy, I won't have the face to meet my father in the afterlife."

In her desperation, Bianca invoked her deceased father, Mr. Chaucer, pleading for his posthumous influence.