Chapter 1987

Philip sat in the yacht and approached the small island’s port. At this moment, more than a dozen fully-

armed Clarke family’s guards were standing guard there.

Philip got off the yacht and just stepped ashore when he was greeted with a bear hug by a stout, dark-

skinned man with a smile on his face.

“Welcome back!”

The man, about 30 years old, grinned with a mouthful of white teeth.

Philip smiled and hugged him for a while before letting go. He said, “Buck, it’s been a while…”

Buck Jolly patted Philip on the shoulder with a face full of smiles. He reached out to hammer the other

party’s chest and said, “Good on you. You’ve been gone for more than seven years and your body is

still in good shape with no signs of falling behind. In a moment, I want to see if you’ve forgotten what I

taught you.”

Philip smiled as he followed the man forward and said, “Okay.”

Buck Jolly was the captain of the Clarke family’s sixth guard squad. He could also be considered as

Philip’s master before as he was the training captain specially chosen for him by Roger Clarke.

Philip learned half his skills from Buck

Buck was a formidable character on Arcadia Island with strong power. With his skills, he was one of the

best among the many guards of the Clarke family. He was also said to have come from a special

combat squad.

Philip greeted the guards who were stationed on this small island all year round. Many of them were

familiar faces who used to fool around with him in the past.

“Young Master.” These people grinned earnestly.

Then, Buck put his arm around Philip’s shoulder and led him to the main entrance of the mausoleum.

At the main entrance of the mausoleum, a group of guards with respectful and solemn gazes separated

on two sides before saluting Philip.

Standing at the front entrance, Philip looked up at the gray mottled stone pillar gate. Behind it, the vast

area of the mausoleum stood.

Raising his feet and walking up the long stone steps, Philip felt endless sorrow in his heart with every

step he took

He had been away for seven years. He had not returned in seven years.

He did not return on the anniversary of his mother’s death either.

He could not investigate the disappearance of his sister. He had not found out the truth about what had

happened back then. Many emotions flooded through Philip at this moment.

After walking along the long stairs, Philip knelt in front of the tombstone in the mausoleum. On the

tombstone, there was a picture of a smiling woman with eyes as gentle as autumn water and a smile as

warm as the spring breeze.

It was a face that could launch a thousand ships.

Philip reached out and gently stroked the gold characters ‘Charlotte Larson’ embossed on the

tombstone. His eyes reddened as hot tears rolled from the corners of his eyes.

His emotions surged. After a while, Philip’s lips trembled as he choked. “Mom, I’m back. I miss you.”

His voice was swept away by the wind. Leaves fell, and they flew into the sky.

Just like that, Philip paid his respects to his mother before he got up and stood in front of the

tombstone. Below the mausoleum, the guards looked up at Philip’s forlorn back. Their eyes reddened

as well.

A man would not shed tears easily.

However, this scene made them sad. They got along well with Philip before and knew him very well.

They understood his situation too.

He was a boy with few words. After seven years, his face was more weather beaten and his eyes

looked more tired. Perhaps he had only pretended to be uninhibited on the surface, but no matter how

he disguised himself, his heart was fragile.