PopularNovelJenna stared at Lennon's portrait, childhood memories rushing back. She remembered how Lennon had always
taught her the importance of being a strong and independent woman, how he trained her in martial arts, and
how he imparted wisdom on self-defense and life skills.
One time, her grandfather took her to the greenhouse, full of blooming roses, and said, "Loving someone is like
tending to flowers; with care and attention, they blossom beautifully."
He taught her how to garden and nurture flowers. Back then, she was just a bud herself, but twenty years later,
that little girl had grown into the CEO of Devonport Corporation, becoming the dazzling rose her grandfather had
envisioned.
"Grandpa, rest in peace," Jenna whispered, tightening her grip on Adler's hand.
Meanwhile, at the Burke Estate, Rick glanced at Gordon, who was staring out the window. "Sir, all the guests
have arrived at the funeral. Aren't you going?"
"No," Gordon said coolly. "Someone else will go in my place."
"Do you mean...?"
"Harold should be back by now."
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rumbled in the distance, and a light drizzle began.
The funeral guests had already said their goodbyes to Lennon. Just then, a figure with a white flower pinned to
their chest appeared at the entrance. "Am I... too late?"
Everyone turned to see Harold standing at the door. His once red hair was now dyed black, and he looked
different-his skin tanned and his hair cropped short. The previously wild and flamboyant Harold now seemed
reserved and composed. Sophie didn't even recognize him at first.
"Harold, the Aldridge kid, what are you doing back?" Jenna asked, puzzled. Wasn't Harold supposed to be in the
army? How had he returned so soon?
Sophie asked, "Is your mission complete?"
Harold nodded, "Yes, it's done."
Adler, confused, looked at Colby. "Harold is back, Colby. Shouldn't you have known about this?"
Colby frowned. "He's not my soldier."
Adler thought for a moment. "Right, with so many old soldiers in the Costello family, it could be anyone's."
Harold glanced at the white flower in his hand. "Looks like I'm late. Has... the burial already taken place?" Adler
replied, "Yes, you're too late. If you'd been any later, we'd be starting the feast."
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