Looking at the pair of shoes on the tray, along with several pieces of cloth torn beyond recognition. Adrian Grant couldn’t imagine what Raina Lowell had been through. He staggered, suffocated to the point of being unable to speak. His whole body was suddenly gripped by stomach cramps, collapsing painfully onto the floor. Caleb Landon observed the president’s discomfort and reported back to the police: "Yes, these belong to the victim." The day his wife disappeared, she seemed to be wearing these canvas shoes, dressed in a casual outfit. But how did her clothes become so severely torn? The police continued, "After confirming these items, it appears that the victim’s scent of blood attracted sharks after she fell into the sea; she may already be... devoured with no remains, and we ask the family to restrain their grief and accept the loss." Upon hearing the words "no remains," Adrian Grant felt a searing pain in his heart. Due to lack of breath, oxygen shortage to the brain, and having barely eaten in three days, he suddenly fainted. Caleb Landon quickly supported him, helping the police escort him to the car, heading back to Lowell Manor. As the police found Raina Lowell’s belongings, they also confirmed her demise, noting that her body had been consumed by sharks, leaving no need for further search. The police unit withdrew, left with no choice but to pursue the real culprit. Adrian Grant was taken to Lowell Manor, where Elias Sheridan hastily set up an IV to sustain him. Hearing from Caleb Landon that Raina Lowell lacked any traceable remains and could never return, he could only offer sympathy and regret. Just hoping the police quickly find the real culprit, to avenge Raina Lowell and little Aurora. Due to Raina Lowell’s death, Elias Sheridan took it upon himself to inform the people at the old residence. Old Master Grant, unable to accept the fact, had his condition worsen, bedridden. Elias Sheridan could only return to the old residence to care for the Old Master. Mr. and Mrs. Grant had come to Lowell Manor, intending to ask their son what had happened. However, their son was unconscious. The couple, still more worried about the Old Master, was prepared to leave when they heard a child’s cries. The elderly couple followed the sound to a room. Seeing their son’s new home’s second bedroom, there was a little boy. Puzzled, the couple asked the nanny, "Whose child is this?" Ms. Ford, while comforting little Evelyn, explained: "This is the child Mr. and Mrs. adopted, there was also a little girl, but unfortunately, both the little girl and Mrs. won’t be coming back." Mrs. Grant glanced at her husband. Barely able to believe that their son and Raina Lowell adopted a child without telling them? Why didn’t they have their own if they wanted children, why adopt? Looking at the constantly crying little boy, Mrs. Grant inexplicably felt he bore some resemblance to her own son. But she didn’t dwell on it, considering Raina Lowell’s tragedy, the news left them feeling bitter. Ignoring the child, the elderly couple returned to the old residence. Isabelle Everett arrived. Having visited before, Madam Cole couldn’t stop her and had to speak the truth: "Ms. Everett, our master is severely ill, it’s inappropriate for you to see him now, please go back!" Of course, Isabelle Everett knew what was happening. Because she had succeeded. She had sent people to kill Raina Lowell and her daughter. It was just a pity, that there was still a child left alive. But leaving one child wasn’t a problem. She told Madam Cole, "I know, I’m just here to take care of him." Ignoring Madam Cole, Isabelle Everett directly went upstairs to Adrian Grant’s room. When Adrian Grant awoke, it was already the next day. Feeling someone beside him, wiping his face with a towel. He suddenly grabbed the person’s hand, murmuring: "Raina, is that you?" "You came back, didn’t you?" "Raina... I was wrong, I’ll never be involved with Isabelle Everett again." "Don’t leave, I can’t bear to lose you." Isabelle Everett’s expression changed abruptly, watching Adrian Grant in his confused state, hearing his words, her heart filled with jealousy and concern. What was so good about Raina Lowell? Wasn’t she just a bit younger and favored by the Old Master Grant? Why had this man developed feelings for her as well? Isabelle Everett couldn’t accept that Adrian Grant was now in love with Raina Lowell. She was angry, jealous, full of hatred. But reconsidering, why should she even care? After all, Raina Lowell was never coming back. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novᴇlfire.net Without Raina Lowell in this world, wasn’t this man before her now hers? This time, she looked to see what excuse Old Master Grant had to keep them apart. Driven by possessive impulse, Isabelle Everett leaned down to kiss Adrian Grant on the face, softly speaking: "Adrian, you are mine, from now on you are mine, open your eyes and see who I really am." With these words, a slightly conscious Adrian Grant suddenly awoke in shock. Opening his eyes, he saw that the person beside the bed wasn’t Raina Lowell, but Isabelle Everett. He distanced himself immediately, worn and tired, appearing deeply pained. "What are you doing here? Did Raina and Aurora come back?" Isabelle Everett’s expression changed instantly, feigning sadness, appearing quite distressed herself. "Adrian, I know you can’t accept it, but I must tell you, Caleb Landon said the police have informed that Raina Lowell and the child are deceased, they won’t be returning." They won’t be returning. Raina Lowell and little Aurora have died... Receiving this information, Adrian Grant’s mind felt as if it exploded. He was grief-stricken, aching as if being torn apart. Unable to accept the reality that Raina Lowell and little Aurora would never return, a gush of blood suddenly spouted from his mouth. Isabelle Everett called out, hastily taking tissues to wipe for him. Adrian Grant didn’t want her touch, weakly calling out, "Bring Caleb." "Adrian, I know you’re upset, I knew Raina for many years, I’m very sad too, after all, she was so young." Isabelle Everett didn’t want to leave, beginning to cry: "But I am worried about you, I’m afraid you might join Raina, as long as you’re okay, I can leave at any time." Adrian Grant ignored her. He was in too much pain. Never thought there’d be a day when Raina Lowell would no longer appear in his world. The three years Raina Lowell was gone, he constantly thought of her. Wondering whether she was doing well abroad. Wondering if she would meet someone and stop liking him. Wondering what to do if she never returned home. He endured for three years. Finally, his grandfather spoke, insisting he should marry Raina. So he used his grandfather as an excuse, reached out to her, asked her to come home, and then took her to get married. In the year since their marriage, Adrian Grant felt more settled and secure than ever before. Waking up every day to find Raina Lowell beside him brought immense satisfaction. Yet he never admitted it was love. But now, she’s never coming back. Vanished from this world. Only then did Adrian Grant admit that he loved Raina Lowell. Without Raina Lowell, his heart felt shattered, bleeding profusely. He couldn’t breathe properly, couldn’t walk on the ground, couldn’t eat anything. He regretted his past choices, engulfed in unbearable pain. In front of Isabelle Everett, he had no image at all, crying in utter despair.