My Dreamy Old Husband

Sam called his assistant over and handed the name card he just received to her. “You have one hour. I want all the information on this person, including her parents, her family, her birthplace, her biographical information, and so on.”

The assistant accepted the name card and immediately began her investigation. However, she still said, “9th Old Master, if you want to investigate this person, you can find a lot of information on the internet. You can simply check on the internet in the meantime.”

A casual search on the internet would bring up a lot of information on Taylor Murray’s wife.

After that, the assistant left the room. Then, Sam sat at his desk, turned on his computer, and typed the words ‘Sophia Edwards’ into the search bar. To be honest, he didn’t need to ask his assistant to investigate her. Her information was all over the internet—she even had an exclusive entry on Wikipedia.

However, he couldn’t find any information about her mother. Some articles merely mentioned that her mother had died prematurely.

He scanned through the information quickly and discovered that she had been molested by her own uncle when she was younger. Reading the news, he was unable to accept it nor imagine it. I can’t believe the face that is identical to that person hid such a painful past behind that cool demeanor!

After that, he searched for her picture on the internet. She would occasionally post a picture of her daily life on Twitter, but there were very few selfies of her—she mostly posted pictures of her pets. Even so, every photo he found of her was uncannily similar to that person.

One hour passed by quickly. The assistant promptly came back with a large amount of information on Sophia. She handed the information, that had been printed out into a large stack of documents, over to Sam. The Edwards Family possessed a powerful intelligence network; they investigated everything about Sophia and her background to the minute details. The information on her included her origins, her family, her birth, and even the prizes she received in school—all of it was written out clearly.

Sam turned to the first page of the document. It contained a comprehensive and detailed version of her household registration information. The moment he read that page, his entire body stiffened in surprise. The information in the document was far more comprehensive than the information he had found on the Internet—Sophia’s entire background had been investigated. Aside from her father and her husband, even her mother’s name had been retrieved.

Johnson.’ Not much information was written on her mother, Annabel Johnson. Only several lines were written there. ‘Annabel Johnson

to shake, and his internal emotions crashed about in huge waves inside his heart. His

postpartum amniotic fluid embolism at the age of 19… Then, he turned to his assistant and said with an emotional expression he had never shown before, “I want information on

roared out

seen Sam in such an unbridled and emotional state before. Thus, she hurriedly left the room

her past. The more he read, the more shocked he felt. At the same time, his

the meantime, his assistant had obtained Annabel’s personal information as fast

enough to summarize her 19 years of life. She was born in Johnson Family Village, which was located in the suburbs of Riverdale. She graduated from primary school and dropped out of school to work at the age of 13. At 18 years old, she worked as a confinement nanny under Joe Edwards. She was chased out of the household when she later became pregnant. Afterward, she returned to her village and gave birth to her daughter, Sophia Edwards. The father of the child was unknown. She died of an amniotic

Sam finished reading that single piece of paper, he seemed

by the side, not daring to say anything either. That was because Annabel

moment, Sam stared at the paper in his hands that he had almost crushed in a daze. All of a sudden, he stood up, shredded the document to pieces, and smashed around him like a madman. It looked like he had gone crazy—he was crying and laughing at the same time while muttering endlessly, “Hahahahaha… Fate conspires against you! What a

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was smashed to pieces, including the photo that he loved and cherished the most. That photo was the

standing at the door and did not dare to leave. The doghouse by the corner had been broken too, and Sam’s pet dog ran out of the room in

everything like

over after hearing the commotion and asked, “What