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    As Stephen Thompson finished speaking, his mobile phone buzzed unexpectedly on the desk.<fncac8> Newest update provided by find?novel</fncac8>


    The caller was Charlie.


    Quickly, Stephen wiped away his tears, trying topose himself. He answered respectfully, “Master!”


    At that moment, Charlie stepped out of the orphanage. Standing by the roadside at the entrance, he held his phone and said, “Steward Thompson, thank you for everything over the years.”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Stephen Thompson replied hurriedly, “Master, what are you talking about? I don’t understand!”


    Charlie responded, “I just left the Aurous Hill Welfare Institute.”


    With a smile, Stephen Thompson said, “Ah, so you’ve returned to the orphanage, Master. It must hold a special ce in your heart since it’s where you grew up.”


    Charlie, maintaining his calm demeanor, said, “Let’s not pretend. Mrs. Lewis has informed me that you asked her to rescue me and that you arranged for the entire Aurous Hill Welfare Institute to ensure my safety. I will always remember your efforts.”


    Stephen Thompson let out a soft sigh, “Master, do you know everything now?”


    “Yes, I do. That’s why I called—to express my gratitude,” Charlie said, unaware of a hidden secret in their conversation.


    At that moment, Charlie felt genuinely thankful for Stephen Thompson’s support.


    Stephen Thompson quickly added, “Master, please don’t take it so seriously. Your father was gracious to me. I couldn’t save your parents, and I can’t forgive myself for that. There’s no need for thanks…”


    Charlie interjected, “I called not only to thank you but also to ask about the circumstances surrounding my parents’ deaths. Do you have any leads?”


    With a heavy heart, Stephen Thompson sighed, “I’ve been searching for clues for years, but I haven’t found anything…”


    “Moreover, when those men killed your parents, they had soft capsules containing potassium cyanide in their mouths…”


    “Potassium cyanide is a highly toxic substance used by agents since World War I—just 0.1 grams can be lethal, and there’s no antidote…”


    “I witnessed their deaths firsthand, but I was powerless to help. I wanted to check their fingerprints, but their ten fingers were deliberately erased, leaving no clues. I couldn’t even determine their identities or nationalities.”


    Charlie probed further, “Do you have any suspects?”


    Stephen Thompson hesitated, “Well… I suspect there’s a 50% chance that someone from the Wade family was involved.”


    “Oh?” Charlie responded coldly, “What makes you say that?”


    Stephen Thompson exined, “Your father was a remarkable and heroic figure in Eastcliff—he was a rising star for the Wade family. He led them to expand their territory and reach new heights, but this sess bred resentment. Eventually, he had conflicts with powerful Western families and was framed. Following a disagreement, he left the Wade family in anger…”


    “Initially, the master thought your father was simply acting impulsively, so he hoped to let him cool off. Little did he know that your father and mother would tragically perish in Aurous Hill…”


    “Since that day, the master has been heartbroken, longing to find you and bring you back for training. He even hoped to mold you into the next generation due to his guilt over your father.”


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