Charlotte searched with the GPS of her phone. The mausoleum was approximately less than eighty kilometers from her home.

“You’re paying Mr. Windt a visit? Today is neither All Souls’ Day nor his death anniversary.” Mrs. Berry asked with a grim look on her face, “Did something happen?”

“Don’t worry, nothing happened. I just miss him so much, that’s why I’m thinking of paying him a visit.” Charlotte was sorrowful. “I’m a bit lost as too many incidents have occurred recently. After visiting him later, I might just be inspired to walk a new path.”

“It sounds fine.” Mrs. Berry’s eyes started to well up as she nodded and said, “Help me send my regards to Mr. Windt.”

Charlotte forced a smile; she then choked up and could barely utter any words.

Charlotte bought a small pot of her father’s favorite Alocasia and took a cab to Oakhill Mausoleum.

By the time she reached the mausoleum, it was already nightfall. The drizzle formed a veil of desolation and melancholy over the serene mausoleum.

Standing in front of her father’s grave and gazing longingly at his picture, Charlotte’s heart was filled with grief…

In her memory, her father was a kind and easy-going person who could mingle well with people of all ages. His warm smile was contagious and soothing.

high moral character. Instead of

everyone’s eyes, he was a charitable person

a great person did not get to live long.

now lying here, enduring the everlasting loneliness and harsh weather

her chest thinking about how an upright man like her father

front of her father’s grave. After bowing at him to pay

her father’s safe was located, she opened it with the passcode——her mother’s date of birth. As expected, her father’s red wooden box was

became very emotional. She reminisced the moments spent with her father as snippets of the unforgettable memory

the red wooden box out of the safe and unlocked it with

and a silver document file came into

envelope carefully. Her heart skipped a beat

handwriting reflected his upright personality. He was the best example of a respectable

sense haste amid his well-written

desperate as he wrote his letter to her. Apparently, he felt that he was at risk

her, along with anxiety

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