Kaitlyn''s shoulders trembled as she stiffly turned her head to look at the human tissue in the stic bag. She couldn''t catch her breath, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted straight away.


    Alexander tossed the watch back, then looked at the other stic bags, asking, "It''s not all there, is it?"


    A police said, "Yes, we''ve only found a part of it. We''re still searching for the rest."


    Alexander stood up, a hint of sadness in his eyes. He looked at the police. "Please, you must catch the killer."


    The police said, "Of course, even without Mr. Kennedy''s request, we will do our utmost to bring the murderer to justice."


    Alexander said, "Thank you."


    "It''s our duty; no need to thank us." The police took out a few photos for him to see. "These were taken before he went missing. It seems someone invited him here. But there are too few surveince cameras here, and this vi hasn''t been lived in for a long time. There''s very little footage, so we don''t know who else might have been here."


    Alexander asked, "Where''s his phone?"


    The police replied, "We haven''t found it. The murderer probably destroyed it. We''ll know once we get themunication records."


    Alexander nodded, talked a bit more, and then had someone carry Kaitlyn back to the Kennedy Residence.


    Kaitlyn was so shocked that she fell ill after returning. When she woke up, she was listless and unable to speak.


    Whenever Kaitlyn closed her eyes, those images would appear in her mind. Even drinking water felt like drinking blood, and she would vomit after just one sip.


    Alexander didn''t return to Regal Riverside for the time being and stayed at the Kennedy Residence with Quinn.


    Quinn liked it here because she could continue ying with Peanut.


    Kaitlyn leaned against the headboard, her eyes vacant.


    Alexander sat beside her, peeling fruit. Suddenly, he heard Kaitlyn say, "Have the resultse out?"


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    Alexander nodded. "Yes, they have."


    She slowly turned her head, staring nkly at Alexander, and hoarsely asked, "Is it him?"


    Alexander stopped peeling. He looked up at Kaitlyn and, after a moment, said two words. "It is."


    Kaitlyn closed her eyes in despair, tears streaming down her cheeks.


    Kaitlyn asked, "Do you think your father passed away without any regrets?"


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    Kaitlyn choked, "Alexander, please be honest with me. Does his death have anything to do with you?"


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    Kaitlyn was suddenly at a loss for words, not knowing how to respond.


    She looked at Alexander for a long time before struggling to speak. "He is your father."


    "You''ve said that before." Alexander''s voice was so calm that it sent chills down Kaitlyn''s spine.


    It seemed like he wasn''t peeling fruit but killing someone.


    Fear washed over Kaitlyn''s face and herplexion grew paler. "Even though he''s been confusedtely, after all these years, don''t you have any feelings for him? How can you be so calm?" Alexander retorted, "And what should I do instead? Lie in bed, wallowing in sadness like you, to express my feelings for him?"


    Kaitlyn said, "You..."


    Alexander always had a way of silencing her with his words.