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"I don’t deserve your thanks; I haven’t been of any help. Mr. Brunswick also refused any visits and interviews. That matter was stirring, like a storm across the city, yet no one knew what really happened. There is sothing you might not have seen in the reports from back then."

"Please, tell ."

"When your mother took to tour the distillery, she said it had been abandoned for too many years. She wanted to clean it up thoroughly, to lessen Mr. Brunswick’s burden. She hoped to help the old gentleman restart the distillery as soon as possible."

"Old gentleman?"

"Yes, your mother referred to Mr. Brunswick in a way one would address an elder, which doesn’t sound like the rumored prospect of marriage," Catherine’s Mother hesitated again before saying to Sean Lowell, "But at that ti, upon first eting, it wasn’t appropriate to ask too private questions."

Since Sean Lowell saw the news back then, he surely knew about the rumors circulating that Mr. Brunswick was going to marry a mysterious Asian woman.

It was only after her daughter’s hospital visit that Catherine’s Mother started to explore Gordon Sterling’s livestream.

Quite naturally, she saw the gossip and enduring hot topic Gordon Sterling and Catherine talked about during als, the #The Jilted Finds His Mother# discussion.

Catherine’s Mother wasn’t particularly fond of gossip, but being a direct participant in this matter, she considered it a reciprocal act of kindness towards Gordon and Sean Lowell, who traveled all the way from Islay to Glaslow to console Catherine. She told Sean everything she knew.

"When I visited the Brunschwig Distillery, I took a picture with your mother. At that ti, many journalists wanted to find out who the mysterious Asian woman was, but I didn’t give them the photo. Today, I brought it with . Keep it as a nto."

Sean Lowell didn’t take the photo. No matter how indifferent he acted, he couldn’t erase the storm raging inside him.

Sean Lowell had beco accustod to not showing his emotions. It seed as if nothing had happened, but in reality, his mind was completely incapable of thinking.

"Thank you, Mrs. Morgan. Sean and I will take our leave now. This is my contact information. If anything cos up with Catherine, feel free to contact anyti. After Sean returns to his country, he might not use his phone much. If you need to reach him, you can contact directly."

Brothers stand up for each other, without hesitation, when needed.

Sean Lowell would enhance his language skills at the last minute when Gordon Sterling was at a loss.

Gordon Sterling would also provide strong support when Sean needed it.

Compared to what Sean encountered, Gordon felt his own recent romantic troubles weren’t significant at all.

The events Sean experienced over the past two days had far exceeded his capacity to handle.

If possible, Gordon wished to talk to Catherine’s Mother first and then slowly share so information with Sean in a gentler manner.

But from another perspective, Gordon thought revealing all the truths in the shortest ti might be a good thing.

After all, prolonged pain is worse than short pain.

Gordon sat on a plane to Islay the previous day to handle matters Sean couldn’t manage alone. From the air, he saw Islay as an island distinctly separated from any other around it.

Even the nearest Jura was equally separated by roaring bays of water.

This ti, there was no rush, traveling by car and ferry to the island, discovering that islands are closely connected.

The waves boldly smashed against the ferry, while the wind on the deck howled like a beast. Inside the cabin, it was quiet.

The appearance of Catherine’s Mother made Sean grateful.

Not only because of the information about his mother, but also because what he had thought would be a very difficult day had passed by, unknowingly, by helping Gordon with Catherine’s matter.

The sa situation, with just a different perspective, can lead to completely different outcos.

Coming out of the Hospital in Glaslow, Sean was silent all the way back to Islay.

He blocked out all external noise, quietly looking at the photo of his mother, Quinn Fairmont, with Catherine’s Mother.

The person he had thought blurred by the years suddenly ca vividly back into view.

As if his mother had never left.

As if the light in his heart had always been with him.

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