You Looked Down on Me Once, Now You Look Up. novel Chapter 88

Inside the parked car, the two of them sat quietly, watching as flames swallowed the mansion.

Only when the fire had reduced everything to rubble did she finally begin to relax, the tension in her chest slowly easing. She knew she wouldn’t find peace until all traces of the past were gone. For years, she’d wanted Patricia out of the picture, and tonight, she’d finally gotten her wish.

Grandma lingered, her eyes full of sorrow, watching the inferno. Eventually, she turned to the driver and said softly, “Let’s go.”

She hadn’t wanted to do this. Patricia used to be a good kid. But somewhere along the way, Patricia had changed—she’d become relentless, pushing the Newton family to the edge. Grandma couldn’t let the family legacy go down like that. Otherwise, how could she ever face her late husband when her own time came?

Back at the Newton estate, Grandma headed straight for the prayer room without a word. She dropped to her knees on the cushion, turning her prayer beads as she chanted, desperate to wash away the guilt.

Incense smoke curled through the small room, filling it with a soft scent.

When Howard and Theo got home, the house felt off—heavy, like everyone was holding their breath. Kelly was humming in the kitchen, making dessert, while Grandma prayed in the next room.

Howard was about to ask what was going on when the phone rang. He answered, listened, and whatever he heard made his face go pale for a moment before he let out a long, tired sigh. He had a good idea who’d set the fire.

“You’re back?” Kelly came over with a tray, her voice gentle as she slipped her arm through Theo’s. “I made you some grapefruit water. Go take a bath, honey. It’s all over now.”

“All over?” Theo frowned. “What do you mean?”

“Just go freshen up, okay? Wash off the bad luck. We’ll talk soon,” Kelly said, nudging him upstairs.

When Theo left, Howard watched him go, then made his way to the prayer room. Grandma heard him coming but didn’t look up.

“You’re back?” she asked, her voice even.

“I made the call about Patricia,” Howard said quietly. “Kelly had nothing to do with it.”

“I’m not blaming anyone,” Grandma replied, her voice low. “I just need to know—are we safe? Is it done?”

Patricia was too smart. If she’d caught on, she might’ve set a trap for them instead.

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