INTERVIEW (XXIV)

"DON'T cry, Mr. Gilmore. I assure you, you are in no way at fault in what happened," Luo Yan said, trying to comfort the young butler. "I'm sure Mr. Harcourt wouldn't want you to think that way."

Cian finally stopped howling like a baby, only intermittent sobbing was left. So, Luo Yan continued;

"If you truly felt guilty, the best way to do now is to help me in uncovering the truth."

Cian wiped the tears and the snot on his face using the sleeve of his coat. "Yes, I- I'll do my best!"

Luo Yan nodded as if he was very satisfied. "That's a good outlook. Now, let's continue on with the interview."

Cian nodded with a lot more determination. "Yes, I apologize for not controlling my emotion well."

"It's fine. I know that you're very close to Mr. Harcourt. Your mother said that he was like a father figure to you, is that right?"

"He was," Cian admitted with a nod. "I met Uncle William when I was 12. He had been very kind to us."