As Justin thought of Bella, his lips quirked up with undisguised delight. "Could you please tell me the brand? When I return, I'd like to buy one for her."

Clarice's face was turned away. Her cheekbones subtly twitched, and her expression darkened.

"I'm afraid Mr. Salvador will have to return home disappointed. What I'm using is not perfume but incense made from a rare local fragrance in Meridan. It's scarce here. Simply put, it's not available for purchase."

"Oh, I see." Justin's eyes flickered briefly, and he did not bother to ask about it further.

His reason for asking her was clear he had smelled this scent before on Christopher.

During their numerous encounters, Justin had vaguely detected this orchid fragrance clinging to Christopher's clothes.

It was identical to Clarice's scent.

This woman claimed that it was not perfume but a rare incense from Meridan, something she could acquire perhaps through his elder brother's favor.

How did Christopher obtain it then?

Did Christopher and Grant know each other?

Or was it just a coincidence?

Lost in thought, Justin arrived at a carved wooden door.

"Mr. Salvador, Mr. Grant is inside. Please come in," Clarice said, stepping aside to let him pass.

Justin stepped through the door, his

you're

wheelchair out of the room. Upon seeing his

Grant." Justin hurried over to

to look at him intently, his clear eyes shining like stars. "It's been over ten years since we last saw each other, right? I missed you a lot. Why did you look thinner than when we last video called from Grandpa's house? Have you been

doing okay," Justin

care of your health. After

his pale cheeks flushing slightly. "Well, you've seen my condition now. As your

don't

Justin's throat tightened with

any time. If you

meeting Grant, Justin had countless speculations

at his crippled elder brother in

were younger, Grant was

But now...

saw only a man ravaged by internal

the tragedies stemmed from that

for his elder brother's bravery, the one exiled in a foreign land, dependent on a wheelchair, would

two brothers sat across

tea art gracefully. She moved her hands fluidly

watched her hands intently, lost

to Clarice's care and treatment, my health has improved slightly in recent years. She's my doctor, friend,

that. It's my

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