Edwin had two purposes for returning home this time.

Firstly, he received a call from Matthew and learned about what Melina had done.

Secondly, he had finally found a clue on the matter he had been investigating for a long time.

Someone found a grave on a remote hill, and the picture on the grave was the woman he had missed for decades.

However, the name did not match.

Although it had been a long time, and there was just a small black and white photo.

He was still sure at a glance that this was her, the person in his heart.

Most people only knew that Edwin had a wife who did not like to socialize and passed away young, so few people had an impression of her.

The truth was that the woman others knew never existed. Edwin was just annoyed by the endless questions about his marriage and the beauties who threw themselves into his arms, so he deliberately created such a fictional character.

He had only loved one woman in his life.

Her name was Vivienne Carter.

They knew each other by the seaside in Greece and also parted by the sea.

When he was young, he was proud and willful, feeling that love was greater than everything, and the two could form a family as long as they loved each other.

However, how could such a wealthy family allow a commoner to become the family head's wife?

He was not the oldest in this branch of Haverford family, but he was the most talented among his peers.

His grandfather, who was also the family head of Haverford family at that time, used a very tough method after discovering that Edwin was in a relationship with a woman of ordinary status.

He caught the two people who were living together and locked Edwin up. At the same time, he had people send Vivienne away from Haverford family's island.

Edwin always remembered that day. The sky was gray, there were many petrels, and the storm was coming.

He knelt in front of his grandfather and begged for mercy. Even if she had to be sent away, they could wait for the weather to get better.

However, the furious old man could no longer listen to him and insisted on sending her away immediately.

Not long after Vivienne left on the plane, it was completely dark, and the sea wind blew fiercely as if it was going to overturn the entire ocean.

Edwin was worried and terrified.

He knelt in the storm for more than ten hours in fear until he finally fainted.

Then he had a long nightmare, in which his beloved woman was swallowed by a shark. The blood everywhere made him drop from the bed to the ground in shock.

After waking up, he opened his eyes and saw his grandfather sitting next to him.

The old man sighed with an inexplicable expression. "Edwin, forget Vivienne. The plane was hit by lightning and crashed. The captain and the flight attendant died. Vivienne... might not make it through as well. There are many submerged reefs and sharks in the sea area where they crashed."

"No!"

"Impossible! Vivienne will be fine! She promised to wait for me! She and our baby will be fine!" Edwin roared hysterically as two streams of tears mixed with blood flowed out from his eyes.

For the first time, he began to loathe this family.

He loathed everything here.

...

One year later, Edwin overthrew the old man's power and became Haverford family's new family head.

The first thing he did after he became the family head was to open the ancestral hall. Then, in front of the several elders who opposed him the most at that time, he wrote Vivienne's name into the genealogy, side by side with his.

But he could not change his surname.

Even though he hated the rules here to the bone, he could not destroy the family either.

Thus, he began to clean up the whole family.

Those old and rotten rules were all discarded.

He adopted a large number of orphans, helped them go to school, and let them go out to see the outside world. Under his leadership, Haverford family was booming, and there were almost no voices against him.

He financed dozens of primary schools, all named in honor of Vivienne. He missed her all the time, but she seemed to vanish from this world.

He bought the sea area and even created an artificial island there.

However, he still did not find anything.

Last month, one of his students went to a mountainous village to teach and found the tombstone.

He was delighted because there were finally traces of her existence in this world.

But at the same time, he was also afraid. Once the tombstone was real, he could no longer be with her. He could no longer lie to himself and continue to find her.

"Master, there is a dirt road ahead. We couldn't drive there." Jack reminded Edwin softly, pulling him back to reality from his memories.

Edwin came back to his senses and nodded. He silently went into the mountain with other people.

100 meters, 50 meters, 30 meters…

He was getting closer and closer to the truth, and he was walking slower and slower.

Finally, he arrived.

"Vivienne…"

He knelt in front of the grave. As a man in his forties, he still cried like a fool.

...

"Master, we have already asked the people around here. This Miss Carl indeed floated over from the sea. The things she likes and excels in are just like Mrs. Vivienne. If you agree, we can open the grave and do some DNA testing." After knowing that Roger did not cremate his wife in order to save money, Jack thought of this idea.

Although it was not very polite to open the grave again to confirm the owner's identity, Edwin would definitely move the grave. Thus, since the grave was destined to be opened, it was better to check it as soon as possible so that Edwin could give up completely.

"Fine." Edwin was not a pedantic person. On the way here, he had already thought about it. If Vivienne had been cremated, he would find someone to extract a special ingredient from the ashes and make it into a ring. Then, he would wear it on his hand and never leave Vivienne again.

"But there is a problem." Jack hesitated a little. He did not know how to speak it out.

"Just tell me, what else can I not bear?" Edwin smiled bitterly.

What could be more painful than losing her?

"Mrs. Vivienne was married." Jack said quickly, "She was saved by a fisherman from Pearl Village. To repay the debt of gratitude, she married the fisherman, Roger Winslow. However, a few months later, she suffered a hemorrhage during childbirth and died."

"But the epitaph…" Edwin stared at the tombstone in a daze, his gaze shifting from the photo to the words on the side.

The epitaph read, "Beloved mother, Vivian Carl, died in 199x. By Daughter: Melina Winslow."

Could this... Melina be the child of him and Vivienne? The time was right.

But, shouldn't there be a husband's signature if she was married?

"Well..." Jack looked at the information coming from his subordinate, and his mouth twitched.

This Roger was really a weirdo! He was so superstitious that he thought people who died from difficult labor were unlucky. He didn't want to have anything to do with the woman, so he didn't engrave his name on the tombstone.

While Edwin was waiting for his assistant, he got impatient, so he simply pulled the files over for himself to read.

When he saw this, he was so angry that he slapped the tombstone and almost shattered it.

Jack was shocked by him.

Wiping his sweat, Jack felt that he needed to say something positive to divert Edwin's attention. After following him for so many years, he could understand Edwin very well.

Edwin was especially stubborn about the matter concerning Vivienne. If destroying the world now could revive Vivienne, then he would definitely think of a way to do so.

"Master, Roger's two daughters are both married. The elder daughter is called Melina, and the younger one is called Vanessa. They are both in the capital now." Jack continued.

"Who did they marry?" Edwin's voice was still very gloomy, but he was not so furious.

"Melina married the Fourth Master of Blackwood family, and Vanessa married a man of a side branch of Blackwood family."

"Needless to say, Melina is my daughter. My daughter will of course marry the most outstanding man!" Edwin said directly.

"Wait, wait."

"Is Blackwood family's Fourth Master, Luther Blackwood?"

"Doesn't that mean the person that Luther entrapped 5 years ago was my daughter?"

"No, no, I have to hurry back and get them to divorce. Luther is an idiot. He hasn't even found out that Cecily has been fooling him for so many years. How can he take good care of Melina?"

"Go and arrange it quickly. Check the agenda and pick a good day to move Vivienne's grave. Also, get someone to investigate Luther. See if he has any other illness except for his poor brain. He seems to be very ugly. I remember that Cecily said his face had made her vomit. How ugly could he be?!"

"Vivienne, don't worry. After I bring you home, I will bring our daughter home. I will definitely find a good match for her. Even if she has got married, she can get a divorce. I can even tie up someone to be her husband. Luther is absolutely unqualified. He is ugly, stupid, and old. My poor Melina..."

Edwin sat beside the gravestone and talked endlessly. Nine out of ten sentences were ridiculing Luther, which made his subordinates want to laugh but not dare to laugh.

Especially Jack, who was the closest to him, couldn't help twitching his mouth. The DNA hadn't been tested yet, Edwin had already seen himself as Melina's father. Well, after all, he was the boss. As long as he was happy, it was fine.

Whether he should discuss with Roger about moving graves?

Edwin thought, well, he hadn't settled the account with Roger for stealing his wife. So be it!

When he thought that his cute daughter had taken a damn fatty for her father for more than twenty years, he became extremely irritable, and nothing could calm him!

Edwin came quickly and also left quickly.

Three days later, at dawn, a helicopter landed and Vivienne's corpse was brought onto the plane with a group of priests.

When he dug up the grave and saw the broken coffin that was about to rot, Edwin was so angry that he almost brought people to the capital to skin Roger alive.

He did not forget that he had prepared many good things for his unborn daughter back then. Just a small pen holder had a history of hundreds of years. There were also many calligraphy, paintings, and antique bracelets. Any one of them could be sold for a good price. Not to mention buying a better coffin, according to the price back then, even if Roger wanted to buy this small hill, it would be enough.

But what did he see?

A ruined tombstone without a full name written on it.

A poor coffin that would be broken with a single slap.

He was afraid of missing the auspicious hours, otherwise…

"Master, the Sunday after next is Miss Melina's birthday. Why don't we give her a present?" Seeing that Edwin was about to go berserk, Jack hurriedly said.

"Really? How about I give myself to her?" Edwin suddenly had a flash of inspiration and proudly said, "Look, she will have a birth father as her birthday present! With me, is there anything she can't have?"

"Well, but…" Jack trembled a little.

Boss's way of thinking was really strange.