Johnny’s eyes, filled with anger, stared at Harper as if he had been struck by lightning.

“Say it again!”

Harper placed her hand on her lower back and pinched herself hard while desperately trying to shed tears.

“Mr. Brook, Rosalie has pa*sed away and the funeral has already taken place.”

Johnny felt very suffocated, but it wasn’t Rosalie’s death that made him feel sad.

He was sad because the person he had been searching for so long just died inexplicably.

“Where is she ...