Nathan Shaw went to Oasis Hotel to look for her. Even the hotel's senior client manager was dispatched. He even threw away the dinner party and personally came to greet Nathan Shaw, helping him check the check-in record and the surveillance videos. In the end, nothing was found.

The manager patted his chest and promised that all the information of the customers who stayed here today was there. The two people Nathan Shaw mentioned were not there. This result made Nathan Shaw feel relieved.

When he came out of Oasis Hotel, he was blown by the cold wind. Nathan Shaw seemed to wake up a little. He remembered that Sierra Moore's ID card was still in his hands. It was impossible for her to live in a hotel.

So he called Ken and ordered him to take people to check New York's gangster inns and private hotels.

Nathan Shaw hesitated for a moment but still called Jack Lee. After the call connected, he did not know what he wanted to ask.

Would he ask Jack Lee if he knew where Sierra Moore was?

He did not speak, but Jack Lee spoke first, "Mr. Shaw is calling at this time. What's the matter?"

"... Nothing!"

Nathan Shaw hung up the phone and parked the car by the side.

The car was parked on the highway. Nathan Shaw stood on the side of the highway and lit a cigarette in annoyance. He actually did not like to smoke, but every time his mood fluctuated, he would light a cigarette.

The phone rang in the car, and he immediately walked over to pick it up. "Hello, have you found her?"

The person on the phone was surprised and asked him, "What? Brother Nate, who are you looking for?"

"Oh. It's Elsa there."

Nathan Shaw lowered his eyes in disappointment. He took a puff of his cigarette and looked at the mountain view hidden in the darkness in the distance. His voice was not very clear as he said, "I'm waiting for a call. I won't talk to you anymore. I'm hanging up."

"Hey, hey, don't hang up!"

"Brother Nate, I've been back for a few days. When do you have time to take me out for a walk?" Elsa Foster quickly called out to him, and there was some grievance in her voice.

Nathan Shaw said with a headache, "I have something to do today. Let's talk about it another day."

When Elsa Foster heard this, she was unhappy and shouted into the phone, "What important things do you have to do? Aren't you just in a hurry to go back and accompany that girl?

"In my opinion, that girl called Sierra Moore is just a cheap one. She has no family background, no figure, and no appearance. How can she compare to Sister Avery Yates? Don't be stupid!"

This girl had been spoiled by the adults since she was a child, and she obviously had not realized that she had slipped up.

Sensing her implied meaning, Nathan Shaw narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Have you met her today?"

Elsa Foster realized that she let it slip. She didn't think of how to retort back, so she snapped back. "That woman complained to you, didn't she? I knew she wasn't that honest."

"So you've really met her?"

Spending so much effort looking for Sierra Moore, Nathan Shaw finally found the critical clue. He felt much more refreshed. "What did you tell her?" he asked Elsa Foster.

"What? Who the hell is Sierra Moore? I can't even say a word in front of her?" Elsa Foster was unhappy, shouting from the other side.

The night wind blew and it was a little cold. Nathan Shaw flicked the cigarette ash on his fingertips and said lightly, "Elsa, you should know my temper."

Elsa Foster thought that since Brother Nate was so angry, it must be that woman who made trouble in front of him, so Elsa Foster simply told him everything. She thought she could not allow Sierra Moore to get what she wished.

"Nates, I've met her. I asked her to find out her identity because she is not worthy of you."

"Elsa Foster, you are fooling around!"

His roar was full of momentum, scaring Elsa Foster quite a bit. The little girl pouted and cried, "Brother Nate, you shouted at me, and you actually shouted at me for a woman you just met?"

Nathan Shaw said, "Shouting at you? It's still light for me to shout at you. If you are in front of me, I will break your legs."

Right now, all of his thoughts were on Sierra Moore. He thought that Elsa was rash and rude. Sierra Moore must have been wronged by her.

Her heart ached, but at least it proved that Sierra Moore had not left with Jack Lee.

At the thought of the six years that he had missed, his heart began to ache. Nathan Shaw sucked in a mouthful of smoke. Seeing that the sparks were about to reach his fingers, he flicked the cigarette away.

"Elsa Foster, don't let me say it a third time. What did you say to her?"

In December, New York was a little cold at night.

On both sides of the road on the outskirts of the city, there were very few people and trees. Occasionally, there were two cries of insects, adding a mysterious color to such a night.

On such a night, a person came from the end of the highway. She walked very slowly. Under the orange light on the side of the road, her shadow was elongated and she looked particularly lonely.

She was dragging a suitcase in her hand and she seemed to be very tired. After walking for a while, she would stop and take a rest. Occasionally, she would look up at the starry sky above her.

The stars twinkled, but they could not illuminate the way home.

Her destination was the cemetery on the mountain.

After walking for an unknown period, when she finally stood outside the cemetery, she found that the closed iron door had stopped her footsteps, so she begged the old grave keeper, hoping that he would make an exception once.

"Sir, I beg you. Please let me in!"

The old old grave keeper refused to open the door and kindly advised her to go back. "Girl, it's already so late. You should hurry home. If you want to sweep the tomb, you have to wait until tomorrow morning."

Sierra Moore had walked such a long distance, so she naturally wouldn't leave just like that. She kept begging the old grave keeper to open the door.

She said, "My grandfather is inside. I haven't seen him for a long time. My father, mother, my aunt, and uncle are all inside. I miss them so much..."

As Sierra Moore spoke, she couldn't help but cry. When the old grave keeper heard every word she said, his heart skipped a beat. In the end, when he saw how pitiful she was and how lonely she was, he made an exception and let her in.

The old grave keeper opened the door and ran back to where he lived to get a flashlight for her. "Girl, it's dark and blind here. Take this to shine the road."

"Thank you, Sir. I will be out soon." Sierra Moore was very grateful to him. She put aside the suitcase in his place and walked in with the flashlight.

The cemetery under the night sky was gloomy and a little scary.

As she was walking on the steps, there were neat tombstones on the left and right sides, row by row, left behind by her.

She was obviously a timid person. It was clearly such a terrifying place, but after she really entered, she did not feel afraid at all. Perhaps it was because the people she loved the most were all here!

Although they were all in the same cemetery, because they passed away at different times, they were not buried together.

Sierra Moore went to her grandfather's grave first. When she saw her grandfather's portrait on the gravestone, tears flowed uncontrollably. She knelt in front of the grave and cried.

When she was young, her grandfather doted on her the most. Every time she was naughty, it was her grandfather who protected her. Grandfather often said that his Sisi was the treasure in his heart!

Sometimes, her parents were very helpless. They said that her grandfather doted on her too much. However, her grandfather said that girls needed to be raised well. He fulfilled all of his granddaughter's wishes and taught her how to read and write. He even took her to the antique market.

That old man really loved his granddaughter.

Because of this, even though he had passed away many years, Sierra Moore was still unable to accept it.

She knelt in front of the grave and cried silently.

"Grandpa, are you down there with Dad and Mom? You are reunited, but how can you bear to let Sisi be alone?"

She thought to herself, "How could they bear to let me carry so much? I am left alone."

She had always wanted to know the answer, but it was a pity that the dead would not answer her.

After visiting her grandfather, Sierra Moore went to visit her parents. She still remembered that the last time she came here was six years ago after she came back from France.

After she left the airport that day, she came here directly. She wanted to tell her parents the good news as soon as possible that their Sisi had grown up and was already someone else's bride.

However, she had to leave as well at that time, and she had no choice but to do so.

"Daddy, Mommy, I'm leaving." Six years ago, she said.

Six years later, when she returned to the city again, she found that she had no way to integrate into it as if she had been isolated outside by the city.

And after today, even the last bit of warmth would be lost. From now on, there was really nothing worth remembering for her.

"I seem to be really bad. Everything I do is terrible."

She closed her eyes and let her tears flow.

Sierra Moore knelt in front of the grave and said in a hoarse voice, "Mom, can I still be your daughter in my next life? I really miss you. I miss dad, grandpa, and aunt. I wish that our family could be together."

She said, "Mom, did you know? I saw him again. He was the person who helped me six years ago. I know his name now. His name is Nathan Shaw. He is a very amazing person.

"But he is too dangerous, so I escaped before my heart is occupied with him."

The last to go was her aunt's grave. When Sierra Moore went over with the flashlight, she saw a person sitting next to the grave. At that moment, she felt a gust of cold wind sweep past her back.

The flashlight fell to the ground, making a harsh sound and rolling on the ground a few times before extinguishing.

As soon as the lights went out, her line of sight fell back into darkness. Sierra Moore felt like a fish out of water. Her teeth were chattering, and she choked out a sentence, "You, who are you?"

At this time, on this occasion, Sierra Moore had reason to suspect that what she saw was not a human.

It was said that humans and ghosts were on different paths and that ghosts should not be seen. However, what Sierra Moore did not expect was that the "ghost" could really hear her and even turned to look at her. She was so scared that her legs went soft.

The strange thing was that at this time, Sierra Moore did not try to run away. Her first reaction was to think that there were really ghosts in this world!

It was a ghost!

However, he looked very young. He had a schoolbag on his back. He might have been a student. She thought to herself, "Would he be my aunt's neighbor since he sat here?"

At this moment, Sierra Moore's mind was full of thoughts, but she did not expect that "ghost" to suddenly speak. He said, "Why do you care who I am?"

"..."

Judging from the voice, he seemed to be a child. She thought to herself, "Wait, he could speak. Could it be that he didn't come from the underworld?"