Everyone got into the car. Ray nced at Eric standing to the side and walked over to him slowly. "Have all your injuries healed?" It had been a long time since Eric had heard that raspy, moky voice Eric, with his hands in his pockets, gave Ray a quick nce, "Yeah, how about you?"


    "Tough as ever... Ray said andughed, pulling out two bags of candy from his jacket pocket and tossing them to Eric "I got these on a mission in Dawnshire recently, as I promised you"


    It was the candy Eric''d tasted before, with wrappers featuring foreignnguage packaging. Eric stared at the tworge, crumpled candy bags shoved into his hands, momentarily lost in thought. One of the bags wasbeled "sugar-free." Eating them shouldn''t cause a toothache.


    Noticing Eric''s daze andck of excitement, Ray felt a bit embarrassed. "What? Not enough? I wanted to get you more, but too much would be hard to carry. Next time, next time I''ll get you more."


    Eric looked up at the bearded man in front of him. A mix ofplex emotions flickered in his eyes, which were like obsidian. "Than... thank you, Ray."


    "Hey, it''s been over a month and now you''re acting all formal with me? It''s nothing! We''re partners." Ray said as he wrapped an arm around Eric''s shoulder, wanting to give him a hearty p but held back a bit, realizing he was too young. Ray said, "Let''s go, hop in."


    Three cars rolled up to the airport. Ophelia was curious about who they were picking up, and as soon as they reached the airport exit, she saw a tall man with long legs waiting.


    He wore light casual pants and a blue and white checkered short-sleeved shirt, with sunsses on, looking like he was ready for a vacation.


    He was holding a silver-gray suitcase in one hand, with arger, square metal case about knee-height at his feet.


    Just by looking at his sunsses and outfit, it was clear he was Ronin.


    When he saw them, Ronin took off his sunsses, revealing his short brown curls and amber eyes, smiling and greeting them warmly, "Hey, we meet again."


    Ophelia curled her lips into a polite smile at him. That smile made Ronin feel a bit guilty.


    After all, right after she had asked him for the pathology report, he went and told Keh about it. Maybe it was a kind of


    low move.


    Yet, Ophelia wasn''t too concerned. Considering Ronin and Keh''s close rtionship, she had already suspected he would tell him.


    She just hadn''t expected Keh to understand her so well that from such a small matter, he could figure out she was nning a solo trip to Jenton. Fortunately, the oue was positive, and they were going together. "Is heing with us?" Ophelia asked Keh beside her.


    "Yes." Keh nodded.


    It was true they need a doctor to apany them to provide a scientific analysis of the "poison bug," Keh thought of everything.


    After Ronin ced two suitcases in the trunk, he got into the car


    Three SUVS kept a steady distance as they drove from the airport exit towards the highway. They should reach the town near Jenton by nightfall, stay overnight, and head into Jenton the next day.


    On the road, Ophelia wasn''t idle. She converted the slum design ns Lora gave her into a new electronic version.


    She intended to secure the rights to develop the slums before winter and make arrangements for the people there. Keh gave a little cough, as if reminding Ophelia beside him. She hadn''t acknowledged him for nearly an hour.


    Seeing that Ophelia showed no reaction and continued to stare at theputer screen, he sighed softly and nced idly to his right at the man in the passenger seat.


    "How''s Noah''s memorying along?" Keh asked in a casual tone.


    Hearing this, Ophelia lifted her gaze from the screen and looked up, waiting for an answer.


    Keh felt annoyed; she hadn''t acknowledged him earlier but was now looking up out of curiosity about another man. That was fine!


    Ronin said, "Most of his memories have almost fully returned, and we''re still in the observation phase/But he can''t sit still; he''s already busy with his previous duties and the election in November. But...


    "It seems like he doesn''t remember what happened over the past few years. Well, those years were spent in a daze anyway, nothing much worth remembering."


    Hearing Ronin''s words, Ophelia felt a jolt in her heart. She thought, ''Does this mean he won''t remember Chloe and Intle Wyatt?


    As an outsider, she really didn''t know if this was a good or bad thing. Especially after learning Chloe''s real identity, there was no way she and Noah could be together.


    Some people liked Noah could use memory loss to forget a rtionship, but the one liked Chloe who remembered everything suffered the most. She felt sorry for Chloe. At a Eurasian-style manor in Denex, Chloe walked in holding little Wyatt''s hand.


    In the hall, Jonathan, dressed in a burgundy suit, nced over casually. "Emma." He stood up, his eyes driftingzily before suddenly locking in ce.


    The sofa had blocked his view earlier when Chloe entered, so he hadn''t noticed her holding the little toddler until now. His gaze met that of the little toddler. "Hi Uncle Jonathan, I''m Wyatt Davidson," the little one said. That was the name his Mommy had just given him.


    Jonathanpletely lost hisposure. "Emma, this, this, this you, you..."


    Chloe gave her brother a nd look, disdain practically pouring out of her.


    Fiona was the first to react. "Ms. Emma Davidson, is that your child? So, this must be Mr. Wyatt


    Davidson?"


    As soon as the words were spoken, all the bodyguards and servants in the first-floor hall bowed respectfully to little Wyatt. "Hello, Mr. Wyatt Davidson!" The cheer was so loud, as if everyone was afraid of not sounding loyal enough.


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    He said, "Hello everyone, Fm not ''Mr. Davidson'' yet. My name is Wyatt Davidson, but you can call me Wyatt." He introduced himself without a hint of shyness, like a little grown-up. Jonathan looked at the tiny tot just past his knee, feeling like the little one was


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    He pulled Chloe over, cleared his throat, and furrowed his brow his icy blue eyes filled with shock.


    "Emma, did you really disappear for five years to have a child?" His gazended on Wyatt, and upon meeting the little boy''s eyes, he quickly looked away, frightened.


    He asked, "Is this little boy about five or six years old? Who''s that random guy?" As soon as the words "random guy" slipped out, a re sharp enough to kill shot straight towards him.


    Jonathan felt his throat tighten, and his fierce and domineering aura from before instantly diminished significantly.


    In front of Chloe, he was like a trained Tibetan Mastiff-fierce outwardly, but with just one look from his owner, he''d obediently tuck his tail. He didn''t want to, but it was apelling force within his bloodline.