She made her way to a nearby courier and had it sent back as soon as possible.

Once she had the strands of hair posted, she called Shane.

Meanwhile, Shane was in the middle of the Thompson family’s burial ground. He had his eyes on his parents’ grave.

A few people were in the middle of a search operation with professional devices around their graves.

All of a sudden, one of them detected something as the device responded to it with a loud buzz.

Silas headed over and asked, “How’s everything going?”

“There’s something around here.”

Silas turned around and yelled, “Mr. Shane, there’s something hidden around here! Maybe it’s the will!”

When Shane heard Silas, he narrowed his eyes to a slit. He was about to make his way over, but the call he received interrupted him.

He retrieved his phone while making his way over to Silas’ side. When he noticed it was a call from Natalie, he instructed, “Try to search for the will, but refrain from messing with my parents’ remains at all costs.”

 

“Alright!” Silas nodded and delivered the instructions on Shane’s behalf.

picked up

 

in the middle of something?” Natalie asked when she recalled Shane was at a region with the complete opposite time

his head and answered, “I’m taking a break from work and

knew the things he was up to when she heard him. She asked, “Have

still trying to get our hands on it, but we manage to detect something around my parents’ grave. Soon,

pretty sure

asked, “I hope so! What brings you to

Jasmine a visit! I found out she’s of blood type

“Am I supposed

A while Susan is of blood type AB. In other words, their daughter can’t be of blood type O! It’s safe to assume Jasmine is Susan’s daughter

asked in return as he was aware of the relationship Susan and Warren

have gotten a few strands of

thought. After another few minutes, they

announced, “Mr. Shane, we have retrieved the

to keep valuable items. It would easily last for more than a century and couldn’t be

assume the will

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