novelraw Chapter 418 - 419: Strict Investigation
Chapter 418 - 419: Strict Investigation
Chapter 418: Chapter 419: Strict Investigation
"I know, I know, but I must go! Adrian, I must see it for myself! Do you understand?"
Sienna Johnson and Adrian Desmond exchanged glances. Adrian knew he couldn’t stop her and said, "Alright, but you must listen to everything I say!"
"Okay!"
"Miss, I will try my best to keep this from the old lady and Madam at home and not let them know about this matter," Kathryn told Sienna Johnson.
At this moment, Sienna was completely confused, her mind in a mess. Hearing Kathryn’s words, she belatedly replied, "Yes, that’s right, don’t let my grandmother find out... Kathryn, make sure everyone in the Johnson Family keeps quiet about this. If anyone speaks out of turn and my grandmother finds out, I will not let them off!"
"I understand."
Adrian took a deep breath. Seeing Sienna get up to leave, he swept her into his arms. Sienna leaned against him, her heart full of anxiety.
「Phoenix Hill Cemetery,」
Sienna had just been here yesterday. She had led Adrian to pay respects to her revered father, and she had even playfully drawn a turtle all over Adrian’s face halfway up the hill... Everything had been fine, but in a single night, it had all been turned upside down.
"Adrian, who do you think could have done this? Who would dig up my father’s grave?" Sienna was exceptionally furious. How deep must the hatred run for someone to commit such an act?
"I’ve had Aaron look into it. I believe we’ll have results very soon."
Sienna mentally reviewed the list of suspects. As a businesswoman, she believed in making money through harmony. Even if she had accidentally offended someone, it shouldn’t have escalated to desecrating an ancestral tomb. The prime suspects were Master Leland, Sabrina Johnson, the fugitive Frederick Stewart, and the Stewart Family...
Gazing at the scenery outside the car window, Sienna said resolutely, "No matter who it is, I will never let them get away with this!"
"Mhm."
When they reached the foot of the hill, Adrian didn’t allow Sienna to climb it herself. He carried her up the mountain. Adrian was very strong, and he carried her up the mountain faster than she could have walked herself.
During the daytime, Phoenix Hill Cemetery was tranquil, its trees lush, resembling a small park. It took Adrian only ten minutes to reach the gravesite.
When Sienna saw the desecrated tomb, she nearly fainted again.
"Sixth Master!" Walter Klein was surprised to see Adrian there as well. He walked over and saw Sienna, her eyes filled with disbelief and grief, her face deathly pale. Anyone who saw her couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy.
"How is it?"
"Mr. Johnson’s remains have been collected..." Walter Klein, considerate of Sienna’s feelings, didn’t elaborate on the severe damage to the tomb or the desecration of Dexter Johnson’s remains.
"Put me down!"
Sienna struggled to get out of Adrian’s embrace. He set her down, and she rushed towards the pile of bones covered by a black cloth. That was her father, the man in the Johnson Family who could give her warmth and love.
"Dad..." she cried out in grief, kneeling before her father. How useless must I be for them to bully me to this extent, to even attack my own father?
The dead are to be respected. Were these people even human?
"Dad, it’s my fault I’m so useless! Sienna is so useless..."
A headache forming, Adrian looked at the ravaged tomb and ordered Walter Klein, "Go to the temple and find a highly respected Master. Have them come and prepare my father-in-law’s remains, perform the salvation rites, and arrange for his reburial. Also, assign men to guard the gravesite."
"Assign more men and investigate thoroughly. I want to know who did this by today!" Adrian commanded, setting a firm deadline.
"Yes, sir!"
The implications of this matter were immense, and Walter Klein dared not delay. As soon as Adrian finished his instructions, he left immediately to handle it personally.
Adrian looked at Sienna. When he saw that she had cried for a while but then stopped, his heart eased slightly. His sharp gaze surveyed the area around the damaged tomb, where the light blue cornflowers Sienna had bought for Dexter Johnson the previous day lay crushed.
The cornflowers had been trampled by a pair of large feet. Adrian crouched down, his eyes measuring the footprints. A man’s. Who could it be?
Adrian mentally reviewed the suspects, quickly settling on Master Leland. Sabrina Johnson was still at the police station, and Frederick Stewart was under his control. Only Master Leland possessed such means. But why would Master Leland do this? To vent his anger? Using such a method? Master Leland must be exceptionally narrow-minded and vile.
"Dad, we’ll find out who did this!"
"They will absolutely pay the price!"
Sienna didn’t grieve for long; crying wouldn’t solve anything. She realized she was being bullied to this extent simply because she had been too weak!
In Sileria City, funerary customs and rituals were solemn and strict. Dexter Johnson’s tomb had been desecrated, so monks had to be found to perform salvation rites again, calculate an auspicious time, and choose a suitable date for a formal re-encoffinment and reburial.
Sienna had Dexter Johnson’s remains collected and temporarily placed them in Sileria City’s largest temple, the Purity Temple. She donated a large sum of incense money, asking them to pray and chant scriptures day and night for her father...
Adrian looked at the woman kneeling before the mysterious and imposing Buddha statue, her hands clasped in pious prayer. He knelt beside her, praying with equal sincerity.
He prayed: May Sienna and our child be safe and sound!
When they left the temple, Sienna’s spirits remained low. She had barely eaten all day. Adrian had someone buy porridge and insisted she eat.
Sienna cooperated. Even though she had no appetite, she forced herself to eat for the baby in her belly.
"UGH..." Sienna retched suddenly, vomiting on Adrian’s leather shoes. "I’m sorry..."
"If you don’t want to eat, don’t force yourself." Adrian paid no mind to his soiled shoes. He handed her a bottle of water. Sienna took a sip before leaning back in her chair, closing her eyes to rest.
"Are you okay? You look terrible."
"I’m fine..." Sienna trailed off.
"If only Lucas Robertson were here..." she sighed. Lucas was best at finding information. If this matter were handed to him, he would quickly find out who was responsible.
"So, you don’t trust me that much? I think I’m much more useful than Lucas," Adrian said, a little indignant.
"So, has Sixth Master found out who did it yet?"
Sienna had not reported the matter to the police. If she alerted them and the media found out, who knows what they would write.
Sienna didn’t want the outside world to know about this. Firstly, if the media knew, her grandmother would also find out. If her grandmother were to discover that her precious son had been desecrated like this, she would be devastated, and her health might suffer. Moreover, Sienna didn’t want her father to be the focus of media attention again.
Her father had passed away; she didn’t want him to be embroiled in worldly controversies now that he was gone.
"By tonight, I’ll know who did it."
"Oh?"