Two months later.
One fine Saturday afternoon.
Alex invited Owen to the mansion to have dinner with them.
After eating their sumptuous dinner, they retire into the balcony.
Alex left them on the balcony so that they can have a serious talk.
Owen looked at the woman sitting in front of him. "How are you, Caroline?" he asked.
Caroline smiled a bit. "I'm fine after everything that I went through in the hands of Allison and Greg," she answered. "How about you? How are you doing?" she asked.
Owen released a deep sigh. "Here I am, still feeling guilty for everything that happened in the past. Three people were killed and I have to ask God's forgiveness every single day. I felt guilty... if only I have done something to prevent things from escalating into worst condition, maybe Madam Allison, Brenda, and Veralyn are still alive today and even Greg too," he said.
Caroline breathed deeply.
