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?”

Stella’s voice from afar while still in his thoughts. “You two, get over here now! We need

arm before

she bought. She told them they could have the gifts if they could put on a good show for her. The children were shy at first, but they began to open

her performing clumsily with the kids at the side. He was amused

“Mr. Kane.”

He heard Shelley’s voice.

glass of alcohol as she looked at him

out and softly replied, “You’re my elder.

to come this

exactly who that donator was. All the huge transactions came from a local bank account of Rivera, and he was the only person related to Stella that could afford to

glass of wine without saying anything else. Shelley clinked her glass with his and

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