Five days later.The sky was gloomy, and the cold wind blew repeatedly, but it could not disperse the large dark clouds looming overhead.Evander supported Cedric, dressed in a black suit with a small white flower pinned to his blazer.Tristan was also dressed in black, his slender body standing straight as he calmly gazed at the photo on the tombstone, not shedding a single tear.His mother had left him with a birthday he would never forget: Making him an abandoned child."Mr. Carlson, we can leave now," Evander said with a sigh.Even though Vivienne had brought it upon herself, her sudden absence still brought a sense of sorrow.Cedric nodded, turned to look at Tristan, reached out, and took his tiny hand. "Let's go home already.""Home?" Tristan looked a little confused."Yes, home. From now on, wherever I am, it'll be your home too," Cedric reassured.After five years of being father and son, even though they were not biologically related, they had formed a bond. Moreover
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