?Chapter 1825


    "Yes." Carrie nodded firmly.


    At this moment, Ralph, alwaysposed and steady, stared at the portrait as he stood quietly and stiffly, his eyes turning red.


    "Ralph, are you alright?" Carrie keenly sensed Ralph''s unusual behavior and asked softly.


    Ralph spoke, his voice hoarse. "Sorry. Where''s the washroom? I need to use it."


    Justin pointed in the direction, and Ralph immediately strode away.


    "Be, do you guys know this man?" Justin put his arms around her waist and asked nervously.


    Be took a deep breath, trying to calm her surging emotions. "This man looks like my fifth brother, Hugh, who died in a ne crash."


    Justin and Carrie''s eyes widened in disbelief!


    Thinking of her fifth brother, who passed away many years ago and became a wound that would never heal on the Thompson family members'' hearts, Be immediately teared up and muttered in a low voice, "During the years Hugh left us, we never dared to mention his name or grieve him, especially in front of Aunt M and Ralph. It''s not because we have forgotten him, but precisely because we can''t, so we always avoided the subject."


    Be slowly closed her eyes as her memories were recalled, the pain spreading from the deepest corner of her heart and almost overwhelming her. "Until now, I could still remember the morning of Hugh''s ident. He wore his pilot''s uniform and carried a suitcase, standing in the courtyard bathed in warm sunlight, waving goodbye to us. We never thought it would be thest time we saw him."This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    The short goodbye became an eternal farewell.


    Justin''s hand on Be''s waist tightened, the sadness pressing down on his chest like a huge rock, so heavy that it suffocated him.


    He wanted tofort her, but any words seemed pale and useless in the face of a sibling''s death. Carrie finally understood and could not help looking back worriedly at the direction Ralph had left. "The man in this portrait doesn''t just look simr to Hugh. They look identical!"


    Be''s fingers trembled again as she held the portrait. "But... But we''ve gotten official confirmation that all the crew members and passengers on Hugh''s ne died in the crash. It''s impossible..."


    "It''s indeed hard to believe." Justin''s voice was slightly hoarse, his palm rubbing her shoulders gently." Even if no body was found, the possibility of survival in a ne crash is close to zero. Besides, if your brother survived and was saved, how could he not contact his family for so many years?"


    "So, is it just a coincidence?" Ralph returned to them, but although he tried his best to control himself, his slightly swollen eyes still betrayed his sadness. "It''s just a coincidence that he looks exactly the same as my brother? Are there really two people who look so much alike in the world?"


    "It''s not impossible," Justin said after some thought.


    "Actually, after the ne crash, Wyatt and Aunt M refused to give up for a long time and used their connections to search for Hugh''s whereabouts, especially Aunt M. She didn''t see her son''s body with her own eyes, so even if everyone told her there was no hope, she still couldn''t get over it, holding onto the faint hope that her son might be alive.


    "That glimmer of hope helped her through the darkest times of her life. So, she did not treat the day of the incident as Hugh''s death anniversary. She still celebrates his birthday, as if Hugh merely went on a long trip and woulde home sooner orter."


    Be''s heart throbbed with pain. "I really can''t imagine how Aunt M would feel if she saw this man. I''m afraid she''d want to find this man more than we do, even just to see him once."


    Ralph stared deeply at the man''s handsome face. "This man looks like Hugh, but his eyes don''t belong to him. Hugh is like a pool of springwater, while he is a ruthless cold de."


    The room fell into a depressing silence.


    Justin suddenly thought of something, his jaw tensing.


    "Justin, if you have something to say, just say it." As a couple, Be could read the man''s


    microexpressions now.


    "Be, do you remember that woman who looked almost the same as you? The woman Christopher kept by his side."


    "You mean Yvonne? Of course."


    "At that time, Christopher used Yvonne to set a trap, making me mistake her for you and fall into his


    trap,"


    Justin''s gaze darkened, clouded by shadows. "And this man coincidentally looks like your fifth brother and coincidentally yed a crucial role in the plot against Ryan and Carrie. Is it possible that Christopher was the one pulling the strings behind Liam and Zoe?"