The next day, at the cemetery.


    The weather was particrly fitting. It was a chilly spring morning.


    It was gloomy and drizzling, the stone steps were washed clean by the rainwater. Along the path, the bamboo was shrouded in the misty rain, appearing hazy green, the edges indistinct.


    Joyce, Luther and Anderson arrived at the cemetery by car.


    She wore a ck blouse, a ck skirt, and a ck hat, with ck veil hanging from the brim.


    Luther also wore a ck suit and tie, looking solemn and respectful.


    Cecelia and Ralph were already there.


    Anderson also wore a little ck suit, his small body holding a big bouquet of lilies.


    Dewey stood to the side, offering a funeral wreath.


    Cecelia’s confidante Frank held umbres for them.


    The gravestone was washed clean by the rainwater, the names Xia Zhenhai and Mia stood out clearly.


    Anderson walked up and ced the lilies in front of the gravestone. Then he returned to Joyce’s side.


    Joyce put her arm around Anderson’s small shoulders, her expression grave.


    Cecelia gazed at the gravestone. “Dad, I finally have the face to see you. Look, these are the descendants of our Heath family, they are all outstanding. I finally found my own daughter back. Back then you discovered the truth but unfortunately lost your life. You must have left this world with regrets. Now you can finally rest in peace.”


    She looked at Mia’s gravestone as well.


    It had only recently been moved here from the Cole family’s private cemetery. Mia passed away early, and the Cole family thought Xia Zhenhai would remarry, so they insisted on burying Mia in their family cemetery. Later when the two families became estranged and ceased contact, there wasn’t even a photo on Mia’s gravestone.


    After finding out the truth, Cecelia discussed with Leng Qiong to move Mia’s grave from the Cole family cemetery here, to be buried together with Xia Zhenhai, and they added a photo of Mia from when she was young to the gravestone. It was one of the few treasured photos found in the old Cole family manor.


    “Mom and dad, you are finally buried together. Your wishes have been fulfilled.” Cecelia also walked up and ced a bouquet. “May you be together for eternity, never to part again.”


    Ralph looked at the photo on the gravestone, then nced at Joyce.


    He sighed, “Mother, we were able to find my sister back thanks to you. Joyce looks almost exactly like you when you were young.”


    Luther said coldly, “Charlotte tried everything, destroyed all evidence, and even murdered Dr. Bird. She thought she could get away with it, but in the end she was defeated by blood ties. What’s real cannot be faked, what’s fake cannot be made real.”


    Anderson also marveled, “Wow, mommy really does look just like grandma.”


    Joyce smiled slightly, taking a deep breath of the fresh mountain air, the scent permeating her heart.


    Cecelia gently patted Anderson on the head.


    The family stood together at the cemetery, exchanging smiles.


    The rain stopped and the skies gradually cleared. It was all in the past now.N?velDrama.Org content rights.


    In the Capital, at Penins Bank.


    A man came to the counter to ess his private safe deposit box.


    “Hello, I’vee to retrieve some items from my private safe deposit box.”


    His voice was maic and low, very pleasant to listen to.


    The bank clerk looked up, stunned by his looks. What a handsome man. His features weren’t very defined, yet his face had a sculpted look. His eyes weren’t big yet were very expressive. He wore gold rimmed sses, looking schrly. The only odd thing was his long hair, simply tied in a ponytail, contrasting sharply with his schrly aura.


    “Alright, do you have an appointment?”


    The bank clerk was captivated, her voice trembling slightly.


    Cloud smiled faintly, his eyes glinting seductively, “Can I make an appointment now? Box number 0578.”


    “O-okay…” The bank clerk was disarmed, quickly lowering her gaze.


    After Cloud received the ess tag to the private vault, his eyes turned cold as he got up to leave.


    Ever since thest time, when Joyce shot down the ckhawk helicopter, he escaped by diving into the sea with Athena. After getting rescued, Athena had been running a high fever due to her gunshot wound. He settled Athena down and took care of her for a while, and once she stabilized he came to the Capital in Pascaylia.


    Following the security guard, he entered the private vault.


    In front of safe deposit box number 0578, he inputted the password Otis had given him. The box opened as promised.


    Inside was a bottle of medicine, the blue antidote, with five pills total.


    Otis had not lied, this was the real deal.


    Cloud took the antidote, then briskly walked out of Penins Bank. He had to get back to Rohomes as soon as possible to give Athena the antidote he had obtained.


    He was in a hurry and unexpectedly bumped into a woman just as he pushed open the ss door of Penins Bank.


    That afternoon, Joyce had gone to Penins Bank to set up associated ounts. She needed to link the temporary ount QR Technology had opened in the Capital to the main ount, to transfer funds back to Khebury.


    She was holding atte, and talking on her bluetooth headset to Kane to discuss work matters, so she wasn’t watching where she was going.


    As a result, when she opened the door she identally collided with someoneing out from inside.


    “Ah!” She eximed softly, losing her bnce from the impact.


    Since it was a man she had bumped into, she reflexively moved back to avoid him. Her hand slipped and thette went flying. Her body tilted backwards and she was about to fall.


    Acting on instinct, Cloud reached out and sped her in his arm, bending one knee to the ground. His left hand shot out swiftly, catching thette steadily just before it hit the ground.


    Luckily the coffee had a lid, though some of the coffee sshed out from the air hole as the cup wobbled.


    Time seemed to freeze in that moment.


    Joyce looked up at this man, her beautiful eyes wide, shocked.


    What amazing reflexes and speed, to be able to firmly catch her and the flying coffee cup within one or two seconds. He was clearly no ordinary man.


    “I’m so sorry, I wasn’t looking.” Joyce murmured, still stunned.


    When Cloud saw Joyce, his pupils contracted violently.


    It was her?! What was she doing at Penins Bank? Did she find out something? But she didn’t seem to recognize him.


    This was the first time Cloud had seen Joyce up close.


    She was too beautiful, with an unmatched elegance. Seeing her in person was much more impactful than in photos or from afar. He was quite experienced with women, yet he could barely connect this bewitching, gentle woman with the cold, valiant sniper he had glimpsed days ago. He was so mesmerized that he forgot to breathe for a moment.


    It wasn’t until Joyce lightly pushed against him, “Can you let me get up now?” that Cloud snapped back to reality.


    “It’s fine, just be more careful next time.”


    He helped her to her feet and handed back her coffee.