Xyla Quest still loved both her children. Her life felt fuller with their presence, making her world feel much warmer.

Out of the blue, she was reminded of her late father, affecting her mood slightly.

Releasing a long sigh, she gazed at Stanley Batton and the others. "Can I go outside for a bit? I'll be back very soon."

The Batton family had overseen and held Jeremy Quest's funeral during Xyla's postpartum recovery period, so she couldn't attend it despite being his daughter.

It was now time for her to pay her respects to her late father ever since she left the hospital.

Xyla wanted to wait until her postpartum recovery period was over before personally holding the burial service for him, but Yaksha disagreed with her decision.

Doing so would affect his luck in his next life, possibly even cause him to become a wandering spirit.

She asked for details, but he wouldn't explain any further and insisted that they held the burial service on his chosen date.

Yaksha also forbade her to attend Jeremy's burial.

Left with no choice, Xyla had to agree reluctantly, knowing she couldn't ignore his advice out of everyone she knew.

He was not an ordinary person. Everything he said had its reason.

Now, Xyla felt an even greater sense of remorse toward her father by not even attending his funeral back then.

As soon as she made the request, Stanley knew what she wanted to do.

He immediately agreed. "I'll take you there."

Xyla nodded.

They both had spent a lot of time together, so much that they could practically finish each other's sentences by now.

Stanley could tell what was on her mind even if she didn't say much.

"Remember to put on more layers when you head out. Keep your hat on, and don't catch a cold. I'll stay at home with your father to watch over the children. The nannies will be here in the afternoon, but I don't feel secure leaving them alone with them," Sharon Lindt informed them.

Her grandchildren were adorable but still vulnerable. She wasn't about to completely entrust them to nannies.

Even with nannies, she needed to be close by to watch over them. It was the only way she'd feel secure when

the

she wanted to offer the cont

best protection possible.

Xyla nodded.

***

An hour later, Xyla changed into a full winter suit before following Stanley and their large group of bodyguards outside.

Once they were outside, Stanley drove her toward the Quest family's cemetery.

Her chest felt heavy during the ride. She was not in the mood to enjoy the view outside despite not being outdoors for a long time.

Stanley understood how she felt. Throughout the ride, he held her hand tightly.

Two hours later, they arrived at the Quest

hmily's cemetery on the

highlands of the Atlantis suburbs,

git completely silent.

The sky was gloomy, appearing as if it might rain at any moment.

The people buried here were all her ancestors and members of the Quest family.

Xyla followed Stanley to Jeremy Quest's tombstone with the white chrysanthemums she bought in advance.

Jeremy's photo on his tombstone showed him wearing a broad grin on his face.

That was the best smile Xyla had ever seen.

Her heart ached painfully again upon seeing that smile.

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