Uncle Olsenâs gaze swept over her before settling back on the coffin.â
He hesitated as he observed Keira, his brows slightly furrowing.
Keira was still unaware of his identity and asked, âHandsome Uncle, whatâs wrong?â
Uncle Olsen was still frowning.
They had originally made plans to dine together, but then Jodie South arrived, followed by the news
that her daughter had been kidnapped, out at sea.
He immediately arranged to mobilize all the manpower he could in Oceanion, even calling people from
Clance, to search the sea, and eventually, they pulled up a bloated corpse.
The face of the corpse was swollen from being in the water, rendering it unrecognizable.
Jodie South took one look and said it wasnât her daughter.
However, the police immediately conducted a DNA
.
comparison, confirming the identity of the deceased.
Jodie was overcome with shock at the revelation and fainted, remaining unconscious until now.
That old scoundrel Taylor had been by Jodieâs side the
whole time.
Uncle Olsen was there today to represent Jodie and to see her daughter off on her last journey.
It simply wasnât right for someone to be buried without any kin by their side.
But he had never expected to encounter his young friend in such a place.
He looked at Keira again. âYou know Mrs. Hortonâ¦?â
Keira pursed her lips, looking down as she lied, âYes, Iâm her high school classmate.â
Uncle Olsen nodded and apologized. âSorry that I didnât show up as we planned that day. I had to leave
early due to an urgent matterâ¦â
Only now did Keira realize that she also hadnât made it
to the meal with Uncle Olsen that day.
Her throat tightened as she waved her hand
dismissively. âI happened to have something urgent
that day too.â
It was a matter of life and death.
Seeing a flicker of pain in her eyes, Uncle Olsen broached another subject. âYou know Mrs. Horton, so
do you also know her mother Mrs. Olsen?â
eira was taken aback. âWhat about her?â
Uncle Olsen looked down, sighing silently. âIâve heard sheâs not doing well. If youâre Mrs. Hortonâs
classmate, perhaps you could visit Mrs. Olsen sometime.â
At this, Keira grew anxious. âMrs. Olsen is not doing well?â
Uncle Olsen nodded.
Immediately, Keira said, âIâll go see her right away!â
She turned to leave, but Howard grabbed her arm. âKeera, where have you just been? Donât wander
around at the Hortonâs place!â
Keira frowned and after a momentâs thought, she said, âI heard that Mrs. Hortonâs mother, Mrs. Olsen,
isnât well. I was planning to pay her a visit.â