Pasted on the gravestone was a photo of two people. They were a married couple, and the wife was obviously Michael’s sister, Celine; she looked a lot like Michael in the photo. Despite being a military queen who was both beautiful and mysterious, she actually had a cheerful and handsome smile.

Standing next to her was a man dressed in military uniform, and he was unusually good-looking as well. No words could describe how well-matched and harmonious they looked.

A brief account of their lives was carved onto the gravestone. They were killed about six years ago during a counterterrorism operation when the terrorists detonated a bomb that killed tens of elite soldiers. Both Celine and Justin died on the spot, but Celine’s remains couldn’t be gathered, so a cenotaph was erected for her instead.

They must be Nate’s parents… Sophia thought to herself.

Sophia couldn’t stop herself from clutching Nathan’s hand, and the little boy stood expressionlessly under the umbrella. Nonetheless, his round eyes had a look of sorrow that shouldn’t have belonged to people of his age.

Six years ago, Nate was only a few months’ old at most, Sophia thought to herself.

She looked everywhere but couldn’t find Elizabeth’s grave. This is the Fletcher Family’s ancestral graveyard, yet Elizabeth isn’t buried here…

As the rain slowly stopped, Sophia crouched down and laid down some offerings in front of the two graves. Then, she and Nathan bowed to the graves one by one to pay their respects as per the Cethosian custom.

Michael didn’t stop them as he gave them his silent approval; the Fletchers usually gave military salutes to the graves of their deceased relatives. However, seeing how serious Sophia looked as she bowed to the graves of his father, sister, and brother-in-law, he decided not to interrupt them.

Michael stood steadily for a while in front of the graves of his father, sister, and brother-in-law before he finally moved. He said with a heavy heart, “Let’s go.”

 

The sunless sky looked gloomy even in the afternoon. Unable to tell the emotions concealed behind Michael’s big sunglasses, Sophia silently got into the car after him and left the Memorial Garden.

The family of three ate something in the car, but none of them spoke up.

 

After they finished eating, the cars stopped near another public cemetery.

Cemeteries near Bayside City were also divided according to their prices. The rich could, of course, afford a more auspicious cemetery plot; some of them would even spend a fortune on an entire piece of land to use it as their ancestral graveyards.

It was already afternoon, yet there were still lots of people visiting their families’ graves at the cemetery.

wound down the car

did it cover an area of more than ten square meters, it was also designed as a

admitted earlier that Elizabeth was his mother, not many people would have learned about her death. After all, 30 years had passed since she had reached the height of her popularity,

in the opera circle knew that she had passed away, and many of her fans used to lay flowers in front of

the car just like that while

said to Nathan all of a sudden, “Darling, could you go for a walk outside with your Mommy? I’d like

didn’t say a word as he got out of the car with Sophia. After they left, Michael took off his sunglasses, revealing a

the car. Holding her umbrella, she stepped toward Elizabeth’s tomb and stood in front of

she is…

Elizabeth’s grave, she noticed that Elizabeth’s tomb was already covered

led him up the stairs. When they reached the main road, they saw a small shop nearby

visit the cemetery on this day, so they inadvertently bumped

“Sophia!”

looked back and saw Richard, who seemed to be visiting

here to visit the cemetery as well?” he asked, puzzled. The cemetery plots here were priced at an average of 100,000 per square meter,

one side as it said,

parked at the roadside parking lot. She opened the car window a crack, revealing a well-maintained face that wore a resentful

upon hearing her words.

wearing masked her awkwardness with a veil of mystery. She frowned in displeasure, for Richard would keep clinging to her

Memorial Garden, she thought up a safe answer and said, “I’m here to visit the Fletcher

pale at the

slightly. Still, she had to admit that she was consumed with jealousy. What a

immediately afterward. So what if this b*tch got accepted by the Fletchers? She still doesn’t have the nerve to disobey my

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