Seeing how tense the couple looked, Mary realized what they were worried about. She explained with a smile, "Don't worry, Young Master Toby and Young Mistress Sonia. Old Mrs. Fuller is still unaware of what happened to you two for now. She probably called Young Master Toby to discuss how to hold a memorial service on the anniversary of Master Homer's death since the day is just around the corner."

This Master Homer that Mary mentioned was none other than Toby's late father, Homer Fuller.

Upon hearing this, Toby instantly heaved a sigh of relief. "Come to think of it, the anniversary of Father's death is indeed coming in a few days. I got it; I'll call Grandma later. Thank you for telling me about this, Mary."

"It's nothing, Young Master Toby. Alright, then, I shan't keep you two any longer. I gotta prepare the ingredients for tomorrow," Mary said. With that, she turned around and returned to the kitchen.

Sonia turned to look at the man. "We have to attend the memorial service for Dad on the anniversary of his death, right?"

Toby nodded. "That's of course, but you don't have to. You're not in good health, so I'll go alone."

"No, that won't do." Sonia shook her head. "How can I be absent at the memorial service for your father? And besides, it's not like I can't move around. There's no problem for me to spend a few hours away from the hospital."

Hearing her say that and seeing how she insisted on going, Toby pondered for a moment before finally agreeing to it. After all, he had never let her meet his parents before, so now it was time to let her meet them. "Alright then, I'll take you there," he said while stroking her hair.

"Uh-huh," Sonia replied. "Just call Grandma back, or she'll be sleeping in a moment."

"Alright, I'll call her," Toby said while taking out his phone before calling Rose. At this moment, there wasn't much time left until when Rose was supposed to sleep, so they would have to wait until tomorrow if they didn't call her right now.

Soon afterward, the phone call to Rose was answered; Toby put the phone on speaker so that Sonia could listen to the phone conversation.

Rose's amiable and cheerful voice sounded through the phone. "Sonny, why call me at such a late hour?"

Toby's lips twitched. Is Grandma saying that on purpose? I made this phone call from my own number! I simply don't believe she didn't notice it, but she ignores me and says it's Little Leaf who made the phone call. Do I still exist in her mind's eye?

Seeing the man's darkened handsome face, Sonia snorted into laughter with her hand over her mouth. She said to the other end of the phone, "Grandma, we didn't rouse you from sleep, did we?"

"No, you didn't," Rose replied with a smile. "The older I get, the more trouble I have falling asleep, so I'm still in good spirits right now. You two didn't rouse me from sleep; on the contrary, I'm very happy that you could call and speak with me."

"That's great! We were worried that we might disturb you in your sleep," Sonia said with a smile. "Well, Grandma, Mary just told us that you called Toby in the afternoon and asked him to call you back after he woke up, which is why Toby's made this phone call right now."

At this moment, Toby finally spoke up. "Grandma, you called me for the sake of Father's death anniversary, right?"

A look of grief and desolation instantly came over Rose's smiling face when she heard the words 'death anniversary.' After all, Homer was her son. It had pained her enough to see her son die earlier than herself, and the yearly anniversary of her son's passing made her feel as though her heart were being gouged out. Even so, she had to face up to this, as she couldn't forget about her son. "Yeah, your father's death anniversary is coming in three days." She let out a sigh. "I wanted to ask you what your plans are for this year."

Instead of answering her question immediately, Toby said, "Grandma, I already know who killed Father."

Rose tightened her grip on the phone after hearing this, but her face didn't show much change in emotion. Obviously, she already knew about this long ago. This was understandable; after all, she was a mother, so how could she not investigate how her son had died? Perhaps she had learned a long time ago who the murderer was, but she had never revealed it or taken action.

After not hearing her reply for a long time, Toby guessed what she was thinking, and his thin lips parted. He asked, "Grandma, you already knew about this, didn't you?"

The instant he said so, Sonia looked at the phone in surprise. Toby had told her that he had yet to tell Rose about this.

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