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
"Mr. Hawkins, what's going on? Didn't you say you wanted to help Ms. Lewis? Why are we leaving?" Larry bombarded Benjamin with a series of questions, but Benjamin remained silent. "Mr. Hawkins, what's going on?" Larry pressed on. Benjamin said nothing and replied, "Let's go back, Larry." Larry pursed his lips. He had no choice but to comply. Earlier, Benjamin had been determined to seek justice for Grace, but now he seemed like he had been dealt a heavy blow. This piqued Larry's curiosity even more. Just then, Benjamin suddenly asked, "Has Grace returned?" Larry quickly replied, "Ms. Lewis is still in Coronia. She hasn't returned." Benjamin fell into deep thought. "Arrange a plane to Coronia."Despite his confusion over Benjamin's sudden decision, Larry followed his instructions. "Yes, Mr. Hawkins."…For two days, Grace and Xander had no new leads. It seemed the person behind this had noticed something and hid better, leaving no traces behind. This made Grace very
Xander and Callum exchanged glances. "Even with the best plastic surgery, it's impossible to fully restore someone's appearance after burn wounds. There will be some scarring." Grace was well aware of this fact as well. She lowered her gaze and pointed to the medical records. "There's an issue here as well." Curious, Callum asked, "What's the issue?" Grace smiled faintly and answered, "The blood type is different. I've seen Jessica's medical examination report from when she enrolled in school, and it stated that her blood type is B. But if you look at this medical record, it says that it's O."Callum hadn't noticed this detail. "Could it be that the hospital made a mistake?" Grace shook her head. "Even if it were a mistake, it couldn't be a coincidence."She felt even more doubtful. "Xander, I still have my suspicions. Is the person going against us even the real Jessica?" The different styles in design had already indicated a problem. Now that they had discovered those