Adrian Grant stood alone at the edge of the cliff for a long time. His handsome face was pale from the sea breeze. The tears in his eyes had been dried by the wind. His heart seemed numb, without any feeling. Caleb Landon came up behind him and reminded him in a low voice: "President, it’s getting dark soon, let’s go back first." Adrian Grant wasn’t willing to leave, watching as the night gradually enveloped the surface of the sea, seeing the police retreat from the scene. Yet there was still no news of Raina Lowell. He couldn’t imagine the days ahead, how he should face them. When he returned to Lowell Manor, how would he explain to Evelyn Lowell? And what about his grandfather, how would he account for it? Adrian Grant still couldn’t accept the fact that Raina Lowell might not come back, and with a hoarse voice, he asked Caleb Landon: "Do you think that not finding her body means she’s still alive and will come back?" Caleb Landon could only nod in comfort: "Yes, maybe Mrs. Lowell and Aurora will come back." But such hope was too slim. Mrs. Lowell and Aurora were deliberately murdered. The police had already begun investigating the real culprit. Yet what use would it be even if the murderer was found? Mrs. Lowell and Aurora must have met disaster and can never return. "Yes, they will definitely come back." Adrian Grant forced himself to hold onto the last bit of resolve, turning with heavy steps, staggering back to the car step by step. He had to go home and wait. Perhaps Raina could bring Aurora back home a little later. Sitting back in the limousine, Adrian Grant turned his head to look out the car window. Gazing at the place where the car had fallen off the cliff. He seemed to see Raina Lowell standing there last night, desperately wanting to save her daughter from the kidnappers. At that time, when no one answered her call, how heartbroken and despaired she must have been. She surely hated him terribly. Hated him for not answering her call. Hated him for being with Isabelle Everett. Hated him for not being tolerant and accepting her two children, protecting them well. If she really didn’t come back. If she and Aurora really died. Adrian Grant lowered his head, feeling as if his heart was being torn apart again, a wave of heart-wrenching pain suffocating him to the point he couldn’t breathe. Caleb Landon drove away. When the limousine reached Lowell Manor, it was eight o’clock in the evening. The villa was quiet; the noise of the children’s cries was absent. Adrian Grant was helped out of the car by Caleb Landon. He didn’t know why he suddenly became so fragile, trembling all over, his legs weak, his nerves tense. As if he might collapse and fall any moment. Madam Cole knew they had returned, hurriedly opened the door to come out, anxiously asking: "Sir, is there any news of Mrs. Lowell and Aurora?" Upon hearing this, Adrian Grant’s heart sank even further. So, Raina and Aurora were still not back. Thinking of another child at home, he answered irrelevantly, "Where is Evelyn Lowell?" Madam Cole said: "Evelyn was very agitated. He called Dr. Elias Sheridan himself. Dr. Sheridan gave him sedatives, and he is asleep now." Adrian Grant dragged his weak body into the house, went upstairs. He came to the children’s room and saw Elias Sheridan sitting by the bed. Elias Sheridan also saw him, immediately got up to push him out the door, and closed the room door. "I finally got the child to sleep, don’t disturb him for now." Seeing Adrian Grant looking pale, barely able to stand, he helped him along with Caleb Landon. "What’s wrong with you? Did something really happen to Raina Lowell and Aurora?" Earlier, Evelyn Lowell called him to help find his sister and mother. He didn’t know what was going on; when he came, Evelyn was very emotional. The child said mom and sister were missing, couldn’t be found no matter what. He was about to comfort the child and ask Adrian Grant, when Adrian returned. Adrian Grant’s voice was hoarse, unable to say a word. He was supported by Caleb Landon back to the master bedroom’s living room. Elias Sheridan followed him and asked Caleb Landon for the details. Caleb Landon explained everything in detail. Elias Sheridan was shocked and incredulous, staring at Adrian Grant: "How could anyone kidnap Aurora, wanting to kill Raina Lowell? Who did Raina Lowell offend to make someone want her dead?" Caleb Landon explained, "We’re not very sure either; we can only wait for the police to find the culprit." Elias Sheridan couldn’t suppress his emotions and asked Adrian Grant: "Could it be The Everett Family? After all, you’ve been entangled with Isabelle Everett. They found out you married Raina Lowell, and they bore a grudge, so..." Adrian Grant shook his hand, denying, "Impossible. Isabelle Everett is kind-hearted and gentle, wouldn’t do such things." Moreover, she didn’t have the ability to manipulate others. The Isabelle Everett he knew wasn’t that kind of jealous person. Perhaps it was Raina Lowell who offended someone abroad, and they came to harm her. "So, what do we do now? Just wait at home?" Elias Sheridan thought of Aurora, such a lovely child, only two years old, and Raina Lowell was also very young. If both of them are gone, it would be too cruel. Leaving one Evelyn Lowell, how much courage would he need to support himself alone? "They will come back." Adrian Grant still held onto this belief. The rightful source is novel•fire.net The strength in his body was gone; he fell onto the sofa, his eyes empty, staring at the ceiling, praying in his heart again and again. They would come back safely. Perhaps soon, the police would have good news. He would just wait at home with peace of mind. Elias Sheridan didn’t pay much attention to Adrian Grant saying "they" as mother and daughter. He only thought that since Aurora was raised by Raina Lowell, calling them mother and daughter was understandable. But could they come back? Seeing Adrian Grant looking like he had been drained of his soul, Elias Sheridan knew he was experiencing a stress response. Worried for Raina Lowell. He didn’t disturb him, leaving with a word: "You take care and rest, Caleb Landon and I will look around." After the two left, Adrian Grant leaned on the sofa, weak and powerless. Even though he was trying hard to suppress the painful emotions. Yet he couldn’t help letting tears flow from the corners of his eyes. In his mind, images of Raina Lowell and Aurora kept flashing. The little girl, so young and soft, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, so cute. She would tug at his clothes, calling him handsome uncle. Climb onto him, calling him dad. Ask for hugs from him. What a lovely and lively little girl. Why couldn’t he just hug her at that time, speak softly to her? Adrian Grant regretted it deeply. Especially looking at the environment he was in. Thinking about how after getting the marriage certificate with Raina Lowell, they moved in here together for a year, living in this room. Every morning, Raina Lowell would always thoughtfully get up early to help him arrange the clothes he would wear. In the evening, she would also prepare the bath water and sleepwear for him. And that big bed carried over three hundred nights of their intimacy. Even the air seemed to still carry her unique fragrance. It wasn’t that he couldn’t accept her two children. He just needed a little time. Adrian Grant closed his eyes, letting a tear flow, hoarsely and with difficulty, he spoke: "Raina, if you can come back safely, I will accept your two children, treat them as my own from now on, is that okay?" "Raina, you will come back, won’t you?" "I’m waiting for you, waiting for you to bring your daughter back together."