"I’ve seen it, it was a very clever cat."
"Exactly," Sherry flipped open the book in her hands, "Wisdom is a very powerful weapon, let’s see what this clever cat has done..."
M Country, graveyard.
Gan Yuan lifted her hand to remove the sunglasses from her face and walked forward to gently place a bouquet of white camellias in front of the tombstone before her.
Embedded in the tombstone was a photo of the deceased, a middle-aged man.
Underneath his grey-white hair was a face with distinct features, and a pair of blue eyes that were wise and deep. Although it was only a photo, it still exuded the extraordinary aura of the deceased, narrating the remarkable life of the man buried here.
This was her father—of course, her adoptive father.
That day, her adoptive father had given her a name—Gaia.
As for what her first name was before, or her surname, he never mentioned it. Her adoptive father only said her biological parents were ordinary people who lost their lives in a car accident, and that was why she had been brought back by them.
Regarding her biological parents, Gan Yuan no longer had much of a recollection, and the memories before the age of five were utterly chaotic and blurred for her.
When she was little, she had tried to remember them, but no matter how hard she thought, she couldn’t recall anything.
Latter on, as she grew up, those things seemed even more distant and vague, and she unconsciously neglected it all.
She had never visited her biological parents’ grave, nor had she paid her respects to them. In her life, only two relatives remained—a father and a brother.
She sat down beside her father’s tombstone, leaning her shoulder gently against it.
The stone was warmed by the sunlight, reminiscent of her father’s warm chest when he was alive.
"I miss you so much."
The tombstone remained silent, only the smiling photo on it looked toward her, seeming so gentle.
"If only you were here, or perhaps, you could help me persuade him."
Gan Yuan lifted her gaze to Moses standing in the distance and sighed quietly to herself.
"Dad, what should I do?"
Of course, the tombstone wouldn’t answer.
Lifting her hand, Gan Yuan put her sunglasses back on and slowly stood up.
If it were someone else, she could have killed him, but it was Moses. How could she kill him?
Even though he had done so many things that hurt her, she still couldn’t bring herself to do it.
As Moses approached with flowers in hand, Gan Yuan passed by him without a word, quickly descending the steps of the hill.
Turning to look at her retreating figure, Moses bent down to place the flowers in front of the man’s grave and squatted down.
"Father, if you have a spirit in heaven, please give me more time to fulfill the promise I made to you."
Jessica and Paul, both dressed in black, stood not far away, looking at Gan Yuan who had already descended the hill. Jessica withdrew her gaze to watch Moses’s back and sighed again.
"Are they going to keep on ?"
"Hey!" Jessica nudged his arm, "Say something!"
By this time, Moses had already stood up, and the two hurried to meet him to descend the hill together.
A moment later, the motorcade started and headed back to the castle.
Gan Yuan was still the first one down the hill, returning to the upstairs.
Moses got out of the car from behind, and just as he was about to step onto the staircase, the sound of a helicopter engine grew louder in the sky above.
Everyone looked up to see a black helicopter already flying over the castle, beginning to descend.
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