Chapter 219 Strike First, Strike Hard
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Chapter 219 Strike First, Strike Hard
The young Sister Mary was called out, but she was not the Mary he was looking for. “I mean, Sister Mary Walker! She’s quite old now.” “She pa**ed away five years ago!” the young nun told him.
Hearing that, the man looked somewhat sad. After a moment of silence, he asked for the location of her grave and then left, holding flowers.
He drove to the cemetery and found Mary Walker’s grave, where he offered the flowers.
“I’m sorry, Sister, I’m late!”
In front of the tombstone, he mourned for a long time before continuing to speak, “Sister, I’m back. Yesterday, I paid my respects to my adoptive father.”
“I had planned to visit you today, but I didn’t expect you had pa**ed away five years ago.”
“Well, now all I can say is thank you for taking care of me thirteen years ago.”
“I’m doing well now and have a new identity called Adam.”
“And I have good news; I finally remembered something. My relatives are in the Cathail Republic, and I am a citizen of the Cathail Republic.
“Tomorrow, I will go there on a mission and also try to find my memories and relatives. Sister, please bless me!”
Alexander stood up, bowed deeply, and then left with determined steps.
Cecelia came to Phoenix City with great joy, but left with disappointment.
On her way back, she remained silent the entire time.
Remington turned to look at the sorrowful woman and quietly held her hand,
“Don’t get overwhelmed. We’ll find him eventually!”

No matter what, they should hold onto hope and continue their investigation.
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“I know. If Kevin is still alive and has grown up, he should come back to find us. But he hasn’t returned for so many years.”
“The records mentioned that his brain was damaged in that explosion, causing him to lose some memories. Could it be the reason he forgot about me and our mother?”
No one knew, and Remington couldn’t answer that question. Hel could only console her, “Perhaps your brother is also searching for you everywhere, just as you have been tirelessly looking for him. One day, you will reunite!”
The man’s comfort had a positive effect, and Cecelia felt less. sorrowful.
She should gather her strength and continue the investigation! A few hours later, the helicopter returned to the Cathail Republic’s Center City.
After landing, Remington drove Cecelia back to Bluebell Mansion.
As soon as the car stopped, three boys ran out of the house and rushed to Cecelia when they saw her getting out of the car.
“Mommy!”
The three little ones hugged Cecelia, and Maximus noticed that her eyes were red as if she had been crying. He glared at Remington and sternly questioned, “Did you bully our mommy?”
“No, why would I?”
Remington looked at them with an innocent expression. Did they have such a bad impression of him?
“Then why are Mommy’s eyes so red? Like a rabbit!” Cyrus. suspected.
“You should ask her yourselves!”
The three little ones looked at Cecelia, and she said, “I’m fine. Your dad didn’t bully me! Mommy was a bit tired from the flight and didn’t rest well!”
The little ones felt relieved, and Cyrus pulled her inside, saying, “Then Mommy, go to bed quickly, or you’ll have panda eyes!”
Cyrus and Maximus led Cecelia inside, while Remington stayed outside without moving. After they went inside, he called Andres, “Andres, come here.”
Only his biological son was on his side, and Andres ran over, looking
Chapter 219 Strike First, Strike Hard
up at his dad.
“Tell Dad, has that Uncle Jayden already left?”
Andres nodded.
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Knowing that he had already left, Remington felt relieved. “Good, go. and accompany your mommy now. Dad needs to take care of some matters first, but I’ll come back to see all of you later.”
Remington bid goodbye to his son and drove away.
Maximus and Cyrus watched him drive away from the window on the second floor. They were curious; why didn’t he come upstairs to find them?
Did he just leave like that?
After returning to the Center City, Remington first went to the police station to meet Roger Shawn.
“I heard the results of the comparison are out. How is it?”
Upon meeting Roger Shawn, Remington anxiously asked.
Roger Shawn handed him the forensic report of the bones. “Here, you can read it yourself!”
Remington took the report and read it from beginning to end. Having finished it, he let out a sigh of relief.
“This set of bones is not my father’s!”
“No, not his; it doesn’t match your DNA.”
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