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It was clear how important this box of items was. Eugene took a quick ride on a motorcycle taxi, and in less than ten minutes, the driver delivered him right to the doorstep. At that moment, Carson was in the yard, inspecting a new batch of herbs.

When Eugene saw Carson, he hurriedly called out, "Mr. Garcia, Cherise asked Crow to bring this box from Saphira. It looks urgent, and he told me to bring it to you"

Carson turned his head upon hearing this, his face showing a hint of surprise. "Oh, Cherise sent this? What's inside? Let me

Eugene placed the box on the table in the gazebo and gently wheeled Carson over to it.

When the box was opened, Carson froze. The box was filled with neatly folded letters, and on top of them lay a piece of paper and a small notebook.

The paper read: [Mr. Garcia, these are letters I found in my grandma's room. I believe these are memories that belong to you and her.

[The last page of the diary has the answer you've been seeking. It's best that these things are handed to you, as they bel with you.]

on

Carson looked at the box of letters, his eyes slowly turning red. With trembling hands, he picked up the yellowed notebook rop and turned to the last page. Moments later, Carson clutched the book to his chest and let out a soft, muffled sob. Eugene stood quietly by, watching him. After a while, Carson calmed down. Looking up at Eugene, he said, "Eugene, let's go to Saphira in the next few days.

now on, those who genuinely need medical

Clinic for free.

and head to Betrico. We'll go to Betrico as Cherise's maternal family." With that Carson looked again at

child you want to protect. Rest

can't find

Even if I did, Mrs. Chivers wouldn't give

to get his birth date and time from

how am I supposed to explain this to Mrs. Muller?" Harold sat on the sofa, fuming at the two men in black

in black lowered his head. "Mr. Chivers, it's not

records about him at all. We could easily hud

information

unwilling to accept this fact. "You're just not up

side answered, his tone shifted to one of respectful flattery. "Hello, Mr. Hawkins, I

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found my own son's natal chart after so many days. Could I trouble you to ask Mrs.

on speaker She took a sip

next to him but told Harold he would check with her and call him

a puppet. Just as I thought, he doesn't measure up to even a fraction of his

son.

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