Keegan paused. “How did he look like?” “He’s a short man and about forty to fifty years old. He wore a face mask and a cap. I couldn’t see his face. However, his eyes did look wrinkly. He came to donate, yet he just wouldn’t stop asking about Stella and Ms. Spade. He looked a little downhearted after finding out that Ms. Spade had passed away. Then, he donated a few thousand dollars and asked Ms. Cooke where Ms. Spade’s grave was before leaving. I feel like he knew Ms. Spade, but he denied it when Ms. Cooke asked him that. He just feels strange.”

Keegan frowned.

‘A short middle-aged man?’

He tried to think of a man like that who could be related to the Spade family, yet he just could not think of one.

“What else did he say?”

Julian thought for a while and said, “That’s about it. He went through a few photos of Ms. Spade and Stella. Also, he said that he would visit again at some other time.”

Keegan paused and thought of a possibility. ‘Could he be… Stella’s biological father?”

afar while still in his thoughts. “You two, get

and patted Julian’s arm before saying

they could put on a good show for her. The children were shy at first, but they began to open themselves up and show Stella

clumsily with the kids at the side. He was amused by how unrestrained

“Mr. Kane.”

He heard Shelley’s voice.

Shelley holding a glass of alcohol as she looked at him benevolently. “Can I have a drink with

and softly replied, “You’re my elder. I should be

“I would never be able to come this far with these kids without you. You deserve

and smiled. Even though he had been donating to the welfare center anonymously, Shelley knew exactly who that donator was. All the huge

took the glass of wine without saying anything else. Shelley clinked her glass with his and said. ‘Please make yourself

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