RankNovelChapter 813: "Not necessarily? Absolutely!" Ryan, visibly drunk, stumbled over his words. "Your older brother is really something else. If your family knew about you, they would try to exploit you. Your father and grandmother are as manipulative as Caiden. Daniela is scared of what could happen to you." Ryan hiccupped. "But with her by your side, you won't face harm. She's mostly worried you'll feel wronged, and currently, she suspects your family is mixed up in that issue." Cedric quickly asked, "What issue?" Ryan said, "It's..." Suddenly, Ryan's face hit the table.
Cedric frowned, pulling at Ryan.
Ryan was completely knocked out, and Cedric massaged his temples.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhat could the issue be? Without wasting any more time, Cedric instructed someone to take Ryan home. He then set off for his own home. Maureen Phillips was 80 years old, her face radiating a glow of kindness and warmth.
In her youth, she worked as a seamstress. After losing her husband, she adopted Cedric and treated him with nothing but kindness, as if he were her own grandson. Throughout the years, she handcrafted all of Cedric's undergarments with love and care. Even though her vision had weakened over time, she continued the tradition of sewing these items.
When Cedric arrived, Maureen welcomed him with a warm smile and looked around him.
"Daniela didn't cwith you? Why did you return alone today?" she asked with a gentle smile.
Cedric entered and took a seat across from her at the long table.
"Grandma, there's something I need to ask you." The smile lingered on Maureen's lips. "Go ahead, ask,” she said in a soft, comforting voice, always speaking as though to a child.
"Grandma, when you adopted me, did I have anything with me?" Cedric asked.
Maureen had always been open about discussing Cedric's adoption. Upon hearing his question, she continued to smile gently. "Letthink. Ah, you had a piece of red cloth with what appeared to be a family emblem on it. It was charred by fire, with most of it gone, only the edges remained. After I adopted you, I inquired at the orphanage about it, but they toldit was lost. They showedonly a photo of the damaged emblem." Despite the fading of her memory with age, Maureen's expertise as a seamstress helped her remember patterns vividly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"And the emblem on that red cloth, though incomplete, was clearly from a distinguished and wealthy family. I did try to match it with various family crests, but the missing parts made identification impossible." As she talked, Maureen began to draw slowly on a sheet of white paper beside her.
When she completed the sketch, she handed it to Cedric, her eyes twinkling.
"This emblem has a distinctive pattern. I still recall it vividly, even Callt after all these years? Cedric examined the sketch.
The emblem was indeed largely destroyed, with only about ten m percent remaining. The visible part hinted at a curved shape. It resembled the wing of an angel. After leaving Maureen's, Cedric headed to Phillips Group.
He hired the world's foremost private investigator and made a personal со visit to the orphanage he cfrom years earlier. Cedric's ongoing donations had significantly helped the orphanage.
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