Chapter 487

He knew that the others were worried that he was too caught up in his

grief.

The Heaths threw away all of Mia's belongings, burned all of her

photos, and erased all traces of Mia's existence. They believed that this

way he could forget about Mia and start over.

However, it still didn't stop him missing Mia any little bit.

They could burn the photos, and even Cecelia had never seen a photo

of Mia.

However, the memory could not be erased. Decades of years passed,

and Mia's face was still deep in his bones and blood, which could not

be burned and destroyed, and could never be forgotten.

Moreover, none of them knew that he had actually been secretly hiding

a photo.

He stood up and walked to the empty wall opposite the recliner.

People always thought that he liked to stare at the wall, but in fact it

was not true.

He removed the antique clock from the wall and opened the back cover

of the clock, which hid an old yellowing photo. He took out his most

precious treasure and held it in his hand.

This was Mia's photo.

He wasn't gawking at the empty wall, but the antique clock in the wall

had been hiding something he had cherished all his life!

His entire body sank into the recliner, his pale eyes staring straight at

the photo in his hands.

They just looked the same!

Although when he looked at Joyce today, there were indeed some

differences between her and Mia, the resemblance made it impossible

for him to believe that there was no blood relationship between them.

Genetics was such a wonderful thing.

He recalled that although Cecelia had met Joyce, Cecelia had not met

Mia. In this family, the only person who had met Mia was himself.

He carefully clutched the photo in his hand as if he were clutching the

whole world.

He was a little tired, not much time later, leaning back in the recliner

dazed asleep.

On the other hand, after Charlotte and Ricky left Skymall, they did not

return directly to the Heath residence, but discussed things in a cafe

near the Heath residence, until Cecelia called Charlotte.

When Charlotte answered the phone, her voice softened and she put

one finger against her lips, indicating to Ricky not to speak.

"Charlotte, are you home?" Cecelia asked gently on the phone.

"No, Mom, I'm going to Skymall today to get supplies for the venue."

Charlotte said back.

"When I was at home this afternoon, your grandfather had never come

back. Now he doesn’t answer my call, so I guess he accidentally set it

on mute again." Cecelia said with a headache.

“Do you need me to hurry back and check it out? I'll be home in about

an hour and a half." Charlotte was actually in the neighborhood and

could be home in a few minutes, but since she had lied earlier and said

she was still in Skymall, it was a long way from Skymall to the Heath

residence, and it was rush hour, so it would take a long time to get

there.

"Oh, it's okay. I just wanted to let you know that dinner is ready in the

kitchen. Your grandfather should eat on his own when he saw it. I just

am just worried; I don't know if he went back or not. After you go back,

tell grandpa to go to bed early. I'm in a hurry and I've left home. I have

to go to the Capital and will be back in the morning.” Cecelia said

carefully.

"Yes, Mom. is something wrong in the Capital?" Charlotte froze and

wondered if something was going on at home, as Cecelia was always

running to the Capital lately and Ralph hadn't been back to Khebury for

a long time.

“It's nothing important. Don't you worry." Cecelia soothed, “I need to go

now. Take care of yourself."