Unbreakable Love His Passion for Her Transcends Death by Beanie Gold

Chapter 18

Tristan picked up his glass and downed his drink. "Xav, she's dead. Let bygones be bygones."

As soon as he said that, he realized that he was actually speaking up for Yvette.

But Xavier didn't realize that something was different about Tristan that day. The former continued to read on. Just as he was nearly finished, his

one rang. He picked it up and saw

that it was Mark.

"Mr. Lane, I've tracked down Claude's movements." Then, Mark sent him an address.

When Xavier opened it, he saw that it was a small, remote county called Sangine County. It sounded a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.

When Xavier didn't say anything after a long silence, Tristan couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter?"

Xavier got up. "I have to go somewhere. Call me if anything happens." Without saying another word, he got his coat and walked out the door.

Tristan wanted to ask Xavier where he was going, but the latter left in a hurry. Soon, Tristan was the only person left in the manor.

It was getting late, and he hadn't gotten much sleep. So, he decided to just stay the night there.

At dawn, Xavier finally reached Sangine County. The sky was

I was getting heavier.

a big black umbrella

car.

"When we found out that Claude had made a stop here, we looked into

nanny, who took on the role as Ms. Snyder's

Adoptive mother...

the pouring rain, Xavier's eyes

so familiar now. Yvette had mentioned

three years of marriage, whenever there had been a special occasion, Yvette had asked

had gone, so he had

indifferent tone, "Go wherever you want. You don't

She hadn't liked going out much. So, most of the time that she had gone out, it had been to Sangine County. Finally, they arrived in front of

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is it." Mark stepped forward. When he took a closer look,

back at Xavier. The latter made a

bodyguards stepped forward to break down the

"Wait here," Xavier said.

"Yes."

as he walked in, the dampness hit him in the face. The house was very squalid, and

lived there when she

his gaze fell on a black-and-white photo on the square table. His

gazed at it