Chapter 342

Kelvin’s knees became weak, and his voice sounded uneasy.

“About that, Mr. Miller, I’m a materialist, but I still think that we should let the deceased rest in peace.

It’s the middle of the night. We shouldn’t disturb Ms. Miller’s rest. What if she gets angry and comes out

of her coffin?”

Ethan wasn’t in the mood for nonsense. Kelvin wasn’t as sharp as Brent.

“Get some people here. I want this grave opened and the coffin dug up!” Ethan ordered.

“Understood.”

Kelvin has done many good and bad things in his life, but he had never done something so immoral.

As he dug up the grave, he muttered, “Don’t hate me for this, Ms. Miller. I’m just the one taking orders.

If you have a complaint, please take it up with your brother.

“He’s the one responsible for this. And he’s not afraid of ghosts.”

Ethan didn’t idle around. He was the one who dug the fastest. He ignored Kelvin’s suggestion to stay

out of the rain.

He even started kneeling on the ground, moving away the dirt with his hands to prevent damaging the

coffin.

This was the first time Kelvin saw Ethan in such a sorry state. He felt sorry for him but still didn’t know

what Ethan was trying to do.

Kelvin saw Ethan’s conflicted expression after the coffin was unearthed entirely. Ethan looked fearful,

but there was also some hope in his eyes.

What was wrong with the body in the coffin?

Ethan hesitated momentarily, then said firmly, “Open it.”

“Alright. Stand back, Mr. Miller.”

According to tradition, corpses were usually cremated, but Ethan was overcome with grief then. His

sister suffered inhumane treatment in life. He didn’t want to hurt her again, so he had her body

preserved.

It had been two years. The body should have almost completely decomposed. Even if they opened the

coffin now, they would only see some bones. Kelvin was still wondering what Ethan was trying to

accomplish.

When the coffin was opened, the thunder roared. Kelvin’s hands holding the shovel were

shaking.

Ethan barked, “Open it.”

The nailed coffin lid was opened. As expected, all that was within was a skeleton wrapped in burial

clothes and some items that were buried with the body.

Kelvin asked, “Mr. Miller, the coffin is opened. What’s next?”

“Take some bones and perform a paternity test.”

Realization struck Kelvin. “Mr. Miller, are you suspecting that the body here isn’t your sister’s?

”

Ethan didn’t reply but urged him, saying, “Take them back to the military hospital and get them tested.

Bring the bones over personally. Don’t let them get into the hands of anyone else. I want to know the

results as soon as possible.”

“Understood.”

Kelvin dared not make any more jokes. He had a serious expression on his face.

The heavy rain soaked Ethan completely as the cold winds blew on him. But he didn’t feel cold at all.

He looked like a decrepit old man as he slowly returned to the car.

He didn’t head over to Chris’ place even though he knew Olivia was with him. He went home and took

a shower. Then, he sat on the couch without saying a word.

The lights were bright in the Miller residence. They stayed on for the entire night. Brent entered the

room at the break of dawn.

He looked at Ethan, who looked like he was frozen in place, and wondered if he had been sitting on the

couch the entire night.

The terrace door wasn’t shut, and the white curtains danced freely in the breeze.

Raindrops flew in through the door, falling on the thick carpet.

Ethan didn’t even move when Brent entered the room. He only stared blankly at something.

The living room was completely silent.

Brent changed into his indoor shoes and walked in quietly. He went to shut the terrace door to stop the

rain from getting in.

“Mr. Miller, we’ve cleared out Toxic Hive’s base. They moved most of the drugs, but we’ve sent some of

the remaining ones for testing.

“We’ve captured three people. There were seven casualties. The organization’s core members got

away but left in a hurry, so they didn’t have time to destroy the data. I’ve sent experts over to extract

the data. We’re sure to learn a lot from it.”

Ethan’s eyes finally moved, and he said in a strained voice, “Okay.”

“I can’t seem to get through to Kelvin’s phone. Is he out on a mission?” Brent asked tentatively.

“He…”

Brent noticed that Ethan’s voice was very hoarse.

He quickly poured him a glass of water and said, “Here, have some water first.”

The door opened, and Kelvin walked in anxiously, “Mr. Miller, the results are out.”