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Upon seeing this note, Keira’s pupils suddenly shrank!

Taylor was the murderer…?

She had grown up in the Olsen family and knew that Mrs. Olsen actually was a capable person, but she wasn’t utilizing her own abilities and seemed to always avoid something.

And this father, Taylor… she felt very unfamiliar with

him.

Did he possess such a great ability to abduct her and Keera without leaving a trace?

She didn’t doubt the authenticity of the note, only that since she had returned, Samuel had reported all the investigation results to her after her incident.

Moreover, as the Horton family was the first family of Oceanion, Lewis had been investigating the murderer’s clues during this time, yet there were still no leads.

To be able to do this so covertly meant that Taylor either hid his capabilities or had help from someone

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Keira clenched her jaw tightly.

Last time Keera came to her saying that someone was going to kill them, she didn’t believe it, thinking it was too absurd, yet the result was Keera’s death.

Every time she thought of this, remembered how Keera could have abandoned her in the end, could have climbed onto the wooden board herself, but instead gave her the chance to live, her chest felt stifling…

It was her underestimation that had killed Keera.

Keira knew that the perpetrator was the murderer, but she couldn’t help feeling guilty and self-blaming.

So when she saw Mrs. Olsen’s plea for help, she dared not act rashly, fearing that if she didn’t subdue Taylor in her move, she might instead harm her mother!

She took a deep breath, knowing that she must seek help now.

But whom should she ask for help?

Lewis?

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No sooner had this thought surfaced than Keira immediately suppressed it.

She pondered for a moment and finally decided to seek help from Uncle Olsen!

Although she didn’t know the past between Uncle Olsen and her mother and was even more unclear about what their “never to see each other again” meant, after a few interactions with Uncle Olsen, she

trusted her intuition.

Uncle Olsen held no malice towards her or her mother.

Perhaps only Uncle Olsen would risk his life for her

mother!

As Keira was contemplating, she heard a stir from the direction of the memorial hall. It was time to transfer

the deceased to the crematorium and then lay her to

rest.

phone and sent Uncle Olsen a message: “Mrs. Olsen handed me a note saying that the murderer of

the message, she

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on the vehicle from the

crematorium.

staring blankly as the car took the body away while standing still in

adhering to a set procedure.

and followed

they wouldn’t return but would head straight

voice nearby

buried in the Horton family’s

wasn’t Mrs. Horton… He

Mrs. Horton…”

see Mr. Horton’s state? He

out of sorts; I’ve never seen

Horton truly loved his

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murmurings of the crowd reached Keira’s

she turned a deaf ear, scanning the crowd for Taylor and Mrs. Olsen’s whereabouts, and saw

to go to the crematorium. Coming here today considers it the last journey for Mrs.

tomorrow. Mr. Olsen said a change of place might help them

daily reminder of their daughter’s tragic state. But the murderer hasn’t been found yet, and no

and she immediately hurried toward the parking lot.

Horton

was parked.

Olsen was sitting quietly

the Hortons’

you truly want to see Mrs. Horton

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What’s the point of

Uncle Olsen didn’t respond. His eyes were fixed on the screen of his phone, on the

had been over twenty years since they last contacted

finally obtained Mrs. Olsen’s number, but there were only a few short messages.

dne a favor?”

“If you as

Tell

That

terday

Today, she finally

rep

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as soon as

my life.”

fists, feeling a

way of speaking.

been just as

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later, she remained uncompromising.

yet he loved her for this same demeanor, which

twenty years.

no other woman could catch his

and he saw the hearse driving away. People followed, carrying a black-and-white picture of Keira, but Uncle Olsen didn’t

gaze was on

though he couldn’t see the people inside clearly, he vaguely