"Callum, there's been progress in the case you asked to investigate." Callum's lips curled into a devilish smile. "Did you find the police officer who handled the case?" "Yes, I found him. He's at the police station. Do you want to come over?" Callum glanced at Grace and Xander and agreed without hesitation, "Alright, we'll be right there." After ending the call, Callum said to them, "Either way, going there will clear everything up!" Upon hearing this, Grace felt an unexpected unease in her heart. It was very sudden, and it made her jittery all over. The feeling persisted until their car stopped at the police station, and she gradually calmed down. Xander sensed her anxiousness and whispered, "It's okay. No matter the outcome, we'll face it together." Grace said softly, "Thank you, Xander."Callum watched them in the front seat and couldn't help but chuckle. He had never seen Xander so gentle. It seemed Grace had quite an effect on him! "Xander, do you think this mi
"Chief Hopkins, you know who I am. Can't you make an exception?" Timothy looked troubled, his brows furrowing as he muttered, "Mr. Stevens, this isn't appropriate." Callum hadn't expected Timothy to be so stubborn. He was about to say something when Xander stopped him. Xander remained unbothered, and he spoke calmly. He carried himself like a true leader. "Let's meet the police officer handling the case first." Callum's irritation instantly diminished. "Alright." The contrast in his behavior before and after was so stark that Timothy, who was standing nearby, was left dumbfounded. He was more curious about Xander's identity now. Hence, his attitude toward Xander improved. "Mr. Fulton, this way, please."They entered the police station. When they walked into the office, a uniformed officer was already waiting. "Mr. Fulton, Mr. Stevens, this is Officer James Anderson," Timothy introduced. "Officer Anderson, this is Mr. Stevens. You can discuss the details of the case wit
Grace looked up at James. "You said there were two survivors. Was there another survivor besides Jessica?" James nodded. "Yes. He was a young man in his 20s from Pamore." "Pamore?" Grace's heart skipped a beat, feeling somehow connected to the matter. "Can you tell me the name of that survivor?" James smiled and declined Grace's request. "Sorry, I can't tell you that." This response left Grace somewhat disappointed. The other survivor was a man. Even if he was from Pamore, he didn't seem to have much to do with Jessica. Just then, Xander realized something and asked, "You said there were three fatalities at the scene. Besides Jessica's parents, can you share information about the other deceased?"James didn't attempt to hide this information. "The third victim was also from Pamore, a young woman, probably the young man's girlfriend. She suffered severe burns, especially to her face. Two-thirds of it burned. "After her death, the young man was deeply grieved. He eve
Grace left the police station dejectedly. Xander followed closely beside her and offered her a bottle of water. "Drink some water. Let's get some rest." Grace shook her head slightly. "Xander, I need some time alone." She walked alone along the path while Xander stood still, his gaze fixed on her retreating figure. Callum returned and asked, "Why aren't you following her? What if something happens to her here?" "Give her some space. We'll just follow behind." After saying this, Xander started walking, following Grace from a distance. Callum shrugged helplessly. He shook his head and followed Xander's pace. "Xander, it's been so many years. Haven't you made any progress?" Callum looked at Grace and continued, "You shouldn't hesitate! If you delay, she might run off with someone else again—" Before he could finish, Xander shot him a look.Callum shut his mouth compliantly and pondered momentarily before saying, "I'm just reminding you. You don't have to keep some thing
Grace was utterly confused. Who was he? Why did he feel so familiar, especially with that faint scent of sandalwood on him? It seemed like she had smelled it somewhere before. And what had he meant by that? Had Jessica sent him? But Grace didn't feel like he seemed to have any ill intentions. She looked around. Her mind was clouded with even more questions. "Grace, what's wrong?" Callum hurried over, panting slightly. He had been startled when Grace had suddenly run into the crowd, so he had quickly gotten out of the car and followed her.Grace grabbed his arm and asked, "Did you see that man?" Callum was confused. "What man? Did someone mess with you? Tell me, I'll sort it out." He got ready to take action. But Grace shook her head. "No. It was just a strange man. He looked ..." Grace thought for a while but couldn't accurately describe the man's appearance.Callum looked around and didn't notice anyone suspicious, so he thought Grace might have been mistake
Xander remained silent. He merely smiled, but the subtle movement of his hand on the side betrayed his emotions. He gazed at the laptop screen before him, and his eyes gradually darkened. He wasn't the one who had found these images. Someone had intentionally sent them to him. Unfortunately, their skills were on par with his, and he couldn't find any traces of who sent it. Despite tracing the IP address, he had only managed to find a virtual IP.Xander suddenly said, "Gracie, let's go home." The fact that someone had provided him with evidence so quickly meant they wanted him and Grace to leave Coronia as soon as possible. It seemed there were many secrets to this matter. Grace shared the same sense of curiosity. They had searched extensively and found no results, and now these files had suddenly dropped into their laps. "Xander, I can't help but find this a bit strange," Grace said. Xander smiled, thinking that she was as sharp as ever. The two exchanged a meaningful l
Xander smiled gently and tightened his grip on Grace's hand. "I'm curious about that, too. However, a fox will eventually reveal its tail." … Meanwhile, Jessica lounged by the beach, enjoying the sun in Pamore. She held a glass of wine between her fingers with contentment. "Mr. Hawkins, why the stern face? How about sitting down and having a drink with me?" Benjamin looked down at her, and although she looked unfamiliar, she oddly gave him a sense of familiarity. "Name your price," Benjamin said, his tone devoid of warmth.Jessica smirked, raising an eyebrow. "You're straightforward, Mr. Hawkins. However, I'm curious. Why are you here to see me today? What reasons do you have? I recall you and Grace divorced long ago." Benjamin had no intention of wasting another breath on Jessica. His purpose for meeting her was simply to persuade her to retract her accusations against Grace. "This is between me and her. It's none of your business."Benjamin took out a blank check
Benjamin shook his head. He felt like he was going crazy. Then, he said, "Ms. Landon, I don't care what your motives or plans are. I only have one request. Do not harm Grace." Jessica burst into a fit of maniacal laughter, sending chills down his back. "It's too late. Unless … " Jessica's gaze was fixed on Benjamin. Her following words shocked him to the core. "Unless you marry me! Then, I might consider showing some mercy to Grace. Otherwise, I won't let her off easily." Benjamin sneered, "You think you can threaten me?"His calm eyes flashed with fury, and he waved at Larry. Larry stepped forward and handed something to Jessica. "Ms. Landon, I intended to resolve this peacefully with you, but it seems I was wrong to think that would be possible. Seeing that you're so confident, you must not have expected me to obtain these documents." Jessica was puzzled. She didn't understand what Benjamin was implying. She snatched the documents from Larry's hand, and her face f