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Hearing this, Baxter Walker fell into a daze, taking half a moment to come to his senses.

The disaster twenty years ago destroyed his happy family of three, their only daughter also lost in it.

With a sigh, Baxter Walker looked deeply at his wife Angela Reid, knowing that she has never truly moved on from that disaster.

Looking at her pain-filled eyes, he too felt heartache and sighed, consoling her, “Angela, our daughter is no longer with us, that’s an indisputable fact!”

“But today I saw the mandarin duck stone, the one I personally put on our daughter’s body back then!” Angela Reid spoke up again excitedly, her face now streaming with tears.

Although she was not able to see clearly whether the mandarin duck stone had the word ‘mandarin’ on the back, it was a very rare stone. Even if it wasn’t one-of-a-kind in the world, she felt something unusual when she saw the girl named Emily Walker.

However, she also couldn’t be sure if that mandarin duck stone belonged to the girl named Emily Walker.

Hearing her words, Baxter Walker was taken aback, staring at her blankly, “You said the mandarin duck stone? Where did you see it?”

For some reason, upon hearing this statement, a glimmer of hope seemed to ignite in Baxter Walker’s heart, even though this hope was very faint.

After all, it had been twenty years, and he had sent people to investigate the cruise ship once again at that time. The result they got was that aside from the 37 people, there were almost no survivors left.

“I saw it on Baron Stuart’s neck.” Angela Reid spoke up.

Baxter Walker was taken aback, seen on Baron Stuart’s neck? That’s even more impossible.

Back then they lost their daughter, not their son, and besides, even if it were a son, it would never be Baron Stuart.

Everyone knew that Baron Stuart was the third-generation heir of the Stuart Family and certainly not someone else’s child.

“Angela, we lost our daughter, not our son.” The spark of hope extinguished once again, and Baxter Walker didn’t want to be immersed in those painful memories any longer, trying to help his wife walk out of those memories too.

“That’s Baron Stuart’s stuff, you can’t just assume it’s the same one you put on our daughter years ago just based on that.”

Angela Reid looked blankly at her husband for a long time, “But…”

She wanted to say something else, but Baxter Walker cut her off, thinking she was being overly anxious and mistaking Baron Stuart’s possession for their daughter’s from years ago.

“Angela, our daughter is no longer with us; you need to face this fact, alright?” He had tried his best to pull her out of despair back then, and now, he didn’t want to go through that again.

“I have to go to the company now; you take a good rest at home.” He patted her back, sighed, and left the room.

Until the room door closed gently, Angela Reid’s expression remained somber.

Turning around, she walked to the dressing table, where an exquisitely long-sealed box lay. Angela Reid picked it up and gently opened it.

Inside the box was another mandarin duck stone, with an engraved ‘duck’ on the back.

Back then she obtained this item by chance and put the one with the word ‘mandarin’ on her daughter when she was born. She was waiting for her second child to place the other stone on them when the time came.

But an untimely disaster took her eight-month-old daughter’s life, and in the heartache that followed, her body was affected, never allowing her to conceive again.