Adrian Grant stared at Damien Sinclair with eyes as sharp as daggers, exuding authority without anger. "Who allowed them here? Get them out of my sight." The bodyguards waiting not far away immediately stepped forward to try and expel Raina Lowell and Damien Sinclair. Damien Sinclair raised his hand with a wave. A group of his own bodyguards stepped forward to block them. The two forces squared off, evenly matched. The two men also faced off against each other, evenly matched, even though the weather was dreary and rainy, the air felt thick with tension. But it was clear, Damien Sinclair had more bodyguards. The advantage was his. Latest content published on novel•fire.net Adrian Grant, however, was unfazed by this, casting a glance at Raina Lowell, who was feigning tears in front of his grandfather’s gravestone. He threatened harshly, "Get lost, or you’ll never see your daughter again." Damien Sinclair furrowed his brow, "My daughter?" He barely paid any mind to it. But Raina Lowell heard it. She immediately kneeled and rushed over, grabbing Adrian Grant’s pant leg to ask: "Adrian, you found my Aurora, didn’t you?" Adrian Grant kicked her away with cold indifference. "Take your son and your man out of my sight." This woman was beyond redemption. They hadn’t even gone through the divorce at the civil bureau, yet she was already tangled up with the child’s father. These days, she’d probably been sharing a bed with the child’s father! Adrian Grant refused to think further, it made him nauseous with disgust. Damien Sinclair rarely showed restraint, squatting down to assist Raina Lowell. His impending madness was pulled back to sanity by the child’s gentle voice. "How dare you kick my mom." Evelyn ran over angrily and kicked Adrian Grant, looking up at him fiercely. "I knew from the start you’re not a good person, thankfully I didn’t let you be my dad." "A man like you who bullies women is most contemptible." Feeling really sorry for his mom, Evelyn supported her with comfort: "Mom, don’t believe his lies. Dad will help us find sister, we’ll go home with Dad." Raina Lowell thought, how could Adrian Grant find her Aurora? If his people found her, Damien Sinclair’s people could too. She watched as Isabelle Everett stood with him. Now without the grandfather’s obstruction, they could quickly become official. Seeing that the grandfather had been laid to rest, crying and repenting was useless, she struggled to stand and gestured for Damien Sinclair to take her away. Damien Sinclair supported her, but as he turned around, he saw a group of uniformed police officers approaching. A formidable group charged forward, surrounding him without hesitation and cuffing him. The lead officer pulled out an ID badge: "Mr. Sinclair, you have exceeded the deadline, we can only legally deport you." With those words, the group took him away directly. Damien Sinclair had never suffered such humiliation. Even though he was wealthy and brought countless bodyguards, facing the police, it was futile. The bodyguards stood beside him, not daring to move an inch. Damien Sinclair knew this was Adrian Grant’s doing, as the housekeeper had said, a dragon cannot defeat a serpent in its home turf. He did not resist. But he looked back frequently at Raina Lowell and the child standing at one side. "Raina, wait for me, I will come back for you and the baby." Raina Lowell saw Damien Sinclair being taken away by the police, feeling perplexed. This time, Damien Sinclair hadn’t done anything. She hadn’t called the police either. The police seemed to be waiting for him, arriving directly to arrest him. So it was Adrian Grant who arranged it? Thinking that Damien Sinclair was taken away could be good, she wouldn’t have to go abroad with Evelyn. Until she watched Damien Sinclair get into the police car again, and as she took her son’s hand to leave, Adrian Grant’s cold voice echoed: "If you want your daughter, come back to Lowell Manor and kneel." Raina Lowell froze, looking at Adrian Grant, asked again: "Did you really find my daughter?" Adrian Grant didn’t even spare her another glance, offering no explanation, walked away. Isabelle Everett followed him, holding an umbrella. She glanced back at Raina Lowell, her eyes filled with resentment. Damned, Raina Lowell not only came back alive, even that little wild child didn’t die. Adrian Grant didn’t know the child was his, why would he help Raina Lowell search? Thinking Adrian Grant had instructed Raina Lowell to return to Lowell Manor, afraid he still couldn’t let go of Raina Lowell. Isabelle Everett got into the car later, provocatively suggested: "Adrian, why don’t you just let Raina be with that man, after all, they are a family of three. Otherwise, poor Raina." Couldn’t believe Raina Lowell had gotten involved with another wild man. All those wild men, were they blind? All stood up for her. Just hoping this time Adrian Grant wouldn’t soften. Adrian Grant told Caleb Landon to drive, completely ignoring Isabelle Everett’s words. As the car drove away, he glanced through the rearview mirror at the woman and child still standing by the gravesite. Trying hard to act indifferent, yet his heartache couldn’t be suppressed. Raina Lowell saw everyone leaving, Adrian Grant also gone. She took Evelyn back to Old Master Grant’s grave, kneeling down with Evelyn, sobbed as she introduced: "Grandfather, this is my child, his name is Evelyn Lowell, he is three years old." Then she instructed her son: "Evelyn, call Great-Grandfather." Evelyn looked at the rain-drenched gravestone. Gazing at the elder’s face displayed there, obediently called out: "Hello Great-Grandfather, my name is Evelyn." He even knew to bow his head to the elder, three times in a row. Raina Lowell caressed the gravestone, stayed with the elder for a long time, watching the rain pour heavier, afraid her son would catch a cold, had to leave temporarily. They took a taxi back to Lowell Manor. As they got out, Evelyn was somewhat confused: "Mom, why did we return here again? This place belongs to Uncle Grant, he is so mean, I don’t want to live with him." Daddy Sinclair is also fierce, but at least he’s good to both him and his mom. As for Uncle Grant, he even kicked Mom. Such a man, hated him. Raina Lowell wasn’t in good shape, and after being in the rain at the cemetery, she seemed more dazed. She patted her son’s head, weakly said: "Uncle Grant might have really found sister, we must come back to see her." Evelyn still couldn’t believe, "I think he’s just deceiving us, he wants you back to bully you." He’s still young, can’t beat that Uncle Grant. If he could, he would definitely protect his mom. "He shouldn’t lie to me." Raina Lowell steadied her trembling body, went forward to ring the doorbell. Madam Cole opened the door, surprised, quickly welcomed her in the courtyard. "Ma’am, you’re back, why are you all wet?" Raina Lowell asked her, "Did my Aurora come back?" Madam Cole hesitated to say: "It seems Aurora was found, Ms. Ford has been taken to care for her, but I’m not sure where, sir didn’t bring her back." Raina Lowell was a bit delighted. Found her, that’s good. Even arranging Ms. Ford to care for her, her Aurora must be alive. Raina Lowell held her son’s hand intending to go inside and thank Adrian Grant, but Madam Cole stopped her: "Ma’am, sir said you have to kneel in the courtyard, not allowed inside."