The room was very quiet, so Keira’s knocking became very distinct.

Lewis paused for a moment.

He seemed to have heard Keira’s voice…

Although he knew it was wishful thinking, perhaps even a fantasy, since he had experienced this several times over the past few days.

Yet, he still looked up happily toward the balcony.

Indeed, through the glass door, the balcony was empty.

Lewis furrowed his brows and slowly straightened up, walking toward the balcony. On the balcony.

At that moment, Keira’s mouth was covered by someone, and she was hiding to the side, struggling with all her might but unable to exert any strength!

Just then, she caught a glimpse of Lewis, who seemed to walk toward her. Keira’s eyes brightened slightly. She stretched out her foot, ready to kick the flowerpot next to her. As long as she made a noise, Lewis would definitely come out and see her!

But just as her foot touched the flowerpot, the person behind her suddenly lowered their voice and said, “I mean no harm. I just want to remind you of something. Keira was killed by you, and if you still want to kill Lewis, then go ahead and meet him!” Keira stiffened upon hearing these words!

The foot she had extended remained suspended in mid-air.

What did they mean Keira was killed by her… did they mistake her for Keera?

She recalled Keera waking up on the boat, crying as she said, “…Keira, it was I who came looking for you, leading them here… It was I who exposed you!”

Exposed…

So, the danger wasn’t brought by Keera. It had always been there!

Keera once explained that the reason she impersonated her and registered the marriage with Lewis was to protect her… saying someone wanted to kill them… At the time, she didn’t believe it.

This was a society governed by laws; how could it be possible?

But now, Keera was truly dead!

Keira herself had almost died!

An unknown danger had always existed, only she hadn’t known…

Keira felt that the person behind her had no malicious intent; otherwise, they could have easily stabbed her with the state her body was in right now. There was no need for them to say these things.

She stopped struggling, and the person behind her slowly let go of her.

Neither of them spoke. They could feel Lewis watching from the room toward the balcony for a long, long time. Finally, Lewis turned around and went back to where he had been.

The person behind her breathed a sigh of relief, and then, in the instant Keira turned her head, the person jumped down from the balcony.

Keira only saw a figure in a black cap and black mask blending into the crowd that had come from the main hall….

Keira didn’t chase after the person.

She looked once more toward the balcony door.

Even though that person had said those words, she still decided to clarify things with Lewis. She couldn’t let him continue to suffer in the pain of her supposed death…

But before she could take action, another knock came from Lewis’s room, and Tom spoke from outside. “Boss, Miss Davis called again, saying she wants to see you, or else she won’t eat…”

“Then let her starve to death!”

Lewis’s tone was deliberate, the cold hardness of his voice carried a ruthless finality!

There was a pause outside the door, where no one dared to speak again.

Keira also stood frozen in place.

The incident with Keera had happened so suddenly; she unaccountably gained a sister, and then, just as inexplicably, that sister was murdered!

All these changes happened too fast, with too many turns, leaving her, who had gone through a brush with death, to completely forget her original situation. She had just wanted to meet Lewis as soon as possible…

She even forgot about Madeleine’s existence.

She had forgotten that before she was kidnapped, she and Lewis had been on their way to get a divorce…

Keira forced a bitter smile, feeling as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her, jerking her abruptly back to reality.

Even if they met, what then?

It was nothing more than presenting Lewis with an even more difficult choice.

It was nothing more than presenting Lewis with an even more difficult choice.

If she was in danger, Lewis wouldn’t abandon her, but what about Madeleine? Why bring trouble to others?

With that thought, Keira lowered her gaze and quietly climbed down from the balcony, heading toward the memorial hall.

She was now very familiar with the path from old Mrs. Horton’s courtyard to the main hall.

Surrounded by the familiar scenery, Keira’s eyes were heavy with reflections.

She had made her decision.

She would temporarily live as Keera because only Keera would know so many secrets; she had to stay in Oceanion to uncover the kidnapper and the murderer of her sister!

She had never been one to flee from problems, nor was she one to sit by and wait for

doom.

She would gradually uncover the hidden dangers and swiftly eliminate them!

Keira’s gaze became firmer, her eyes filled with a determined edge.

Instead of going to the memorial hall, she found herself in the parking lot.

Howard’s mother was engrossed in short videos on her cellphone, laughing gleefully, paying no attention to Amy.

Amy had finished her milk and was now bored. She was playing with her fingers in the safety seat, appearing obedient and sensible.

Keira picked up the two-year-old Amy and walked toward the memorial hall.

Only then did Howard’s mother notice her presence and follow her with a mobile

phone in hand. “Keera, where are you taking the child? The memorial hall is a solemn place. If this child starts crying and causing a scene, ruining Howard’s good fortune, I

won’t let you off easily!”

Keira ignored the threat and quickened her pace.

She and Amy arrived at the entrance of the memorial hall and looked at the coffin from

a distance.

Keira lowered her eyes and set Amy down, telling the child, “Good girl, bow to the

coffin.”

Amy, not understanding what was happening but always well-behaved, obediently knelt and knocked her head against the ground twice.

The small figure’s eyes inexplicably reddened, tears welling up, and as Amy stood up, she said, “Mommy, I suddenly feel like crying…”

Keira felt her own eves turning red as she clenched her fists tightly.

A single indifferent remark from Keira shut her up. “Are you sure you want to make a spectacle of yourself here?”

Howard’s mother immediately looked around nervously and covered her mouth.

Then she glared fiercely at her, snatching Amy from her arms. “I’m taking the child back to the car. Once we leave the Horton family, I will settle the score with you!” After Howard’s mother left, Keira took out a mask from her pocket and slowly put it on

her face to avoid being recognized by others.

After she put on the mask, she turned around, intending to leave.

Mrs. Olsen hadn’t attended her funeral; she must have been unwell, and Keira needed

to check on her mother.

But the moment she turned around, she saw Uncle Olsen standing right behind her,

staring at her in astonishment.

Keira instinctively called out, “Handsome Uncle?!”

Uncle Olsen immediately stepped forward. “Kid, it really is you!”