Before the operation, Karan needed to rest.

She behaved well, and the security guards gradually relaxed their vigilance.

The day before surgery.

A car parked behind the research institute. Karan heard the sound and quickly looked down from the window sill. A strong man got out of the car, took out the folding ladder, then put it on the window, and used a glass knife to cut an exit that could accommodate Karan's passage.

.

Karan left the ward with his help.

In the car, Raphael is waiting.

"Let's go." He kept looking at his watch. "We have to hurry up. If father comes to visit you suddenly..."

"Didn't you say that he went to the palace today?"

"Yes, that doesn't mean he won't suddenly want to see you."

Yesterday, Raphael contacted Karan and told her that today was her parents' funeral and if there was any letter or gift she needed to bring. Karan asked him to find a way to get her out of the institute.

Raphael reluctantly agreed.

The vehicle starts.

"My wedding is scheduled for September," Raphael told Karan after a brief silence.

"I will not attend your wedding." Karan replied shortly.

Raphael glanced at her: "I know."

She looked very pale, and the hospital gown she wore made her look unusually thin. She kept rubbing a bruise on her wrist, and Raphael could see that it was the result of a long period of intubation.

"Stop." Raphael held her wrist and suppressed the bruise with a handkerchief, "I just wanted to say something to distract you, you look too nervous..."

"That's because I have to attend the funeral of my adoptive parents!" Karan suppressed his anger.

Raphael gently comforted him: "I'm very nervous too. If father goes to the institute and finds out that I took you away, I will die more ugly than anyone else."

Karan gasped, his chest rising and falling violently.

Raphael patted her back: "Did you bring any medicine?"

"No, I'm fine for now."

"I hope so..."

When they arrived at the funeral, it started to rain outside the church.

Karan's adoptive parents are both believers, and she has gone to church many times with them - and the atmosphere was never so heavy. There were so many people at the funeral that it was unimaginable, many of whom had never met them and only heard about it through the news.

It was a tragic accident, so I came to the funeral to protest violence.

Raphael and Karan stood on the edge of the crowd, not looking out of place.

"Put it on." Raphael tightened her cloak for her. He was afraid that someone would recognize her at the funeral. "Do you want to give her anything? I prepared some flowers for the back seat of the car."

"No... no need."

Karan stood outside the crowd and watched from a distance.

A distant relative in black clothes was reciting a eulogy: "...They were hard-working, down-to-earth, and lived an ordinary, self-reliant life. They had been in love for decades, and although they were unable to have children, they still had a complete family. I hope they

Reunion in heaven, hope there are no thugs there."

Raphael handed Karan a tissue.

"I'm not crying." Karan's voice was calm, but the ending tone was slightly lower.

Another person came to the stage to mourn.

"I still can't believe that they passed away like this! We talked on the phone early that morning and said we were going to an adoption agency to see if there was any hope of having another child. Then at noon... I learned about their deaths...

…I thought it was some kind of bad joke.”

Raphael looked at Karan again.

She just pulled her cloak tighter around her.

Immediately afterwards, a young and unfamiliar woman walked onto the stage. She looked very excited, and her hand holding the microphone was trembling.

"I...my father was also injured in the accident. He survived, but lost consciousness and has not woken up yet. I hope the person who caused the explosion can also experience the pain of losing a loved one!"

She burst into tears on the stage, her face distorted by hatred.

Raphael saw Karan take a step back in fear.

He comforted and said: "Karan, if you feel uncomfortable, we can go back."

Karan saw the leaden sky through his fingers.

Yes, yes.

In addition to the three dead, there were countless injured.

How much harm will this cause to their family?

Karan knows that unlike her, they may not have suffered any harm since birth. This event is a once-in-a-lifetime event that will destroy them and may have a longer-term impact that will destroy their next generation.

"I want to talk to that woman." Karan whispered.

"Wait until the funeral is over?" Raphael looked at the time, "I think..."

"Please." Karan's voice trembled.

Raphael was silent for a while, pursed his lips and said, "Okay. I will pay attention to my father's movements."

The small conference hall of the palace.

As soon as Xiovir came back, he met the person he least wanted to see.

Snow White sat directly opposite him, chatting with the viscount with his head turned.

He said that his son was going to Capital University for a year as an exchange student, thus achieving the inheritance goal of all three generations of the Snow family receiving education at Capital University.

The viscount asked him when he planned to get his youngest son married. Snow White glanced at Siouville with a vague look: "You have to ask him himself about this. Our family has no history of arranged marriages."

Xiovir wanted to pour black tea on his head.

Earl Davis had already replied with a smile: "That's why the Snow family has strange side effects appearing abroad."

Snow White's expression did not change at all.

"Earl Davis! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to refer specifically to the five sisters in your family. And arranged marriage is not necessarily a bad thing, is it? Look at how well Lady Tilling and Edmund get along."

Now Xiovir hopes that the black tea in the cup is boiling.

There was no expression on his face.

Everyone at the table thought this was unusual.

If Bai Xue Gong is famous for enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens, then Bai Yin Gong is famous for being able to do just that.

Whenever someone says something bad in front of Siouvel, he will definitely humiliate the person on the spot to the point of wanting to commit suicide. It is said that he has a newspaper clipping specifically to record those words that cursed him. The last person who openly opposed him has already

Died in the hospital.

Seeing that Siouville didn't respond, Snow White felt a little embarrassed and bored, so he turned to chat with the Viscount about another topic.

All of them are waiting for the Queen to appear.

The Queen is getting older and her health is getting worse. It often takes a long time to get up in the morning.

Just when everyone was looking forward to it, Siouvel suddenly received a call.

He got up and went to the window to pick it up.

Everyone looked at him secretly, and Davis's expression was a little heavy.

"Um...Okay, I understand." Xiovel responded briefly, returned to his seat, and picked up the scepter, "Sorry, I'm suddenly in a hurry. Please convey my apology to the Queen."

With that said, he walked away.

Snow White took a sip of black tea and asked Davis: "Is Mrs. Tilling pregnant again?"

"Of course not." Earl Davis said with a smile, "but I still want to lend you a favor."

As a result, the queen did not show up that day.

She felt unwell and had some diarrhea after getting up. The doctor asked her to lie down again.

The other nobles gathered around Snow White and chatted all morning. Most people felt that Xiovel had received the news in advance and found a reason to leave in order to avoid the embarrassment with Snow White.

But at this time, Xiovel was furious in the car.

"I only gave you one thing, but you can't even handle it? I thought that because you are more valuable than the locator, you must be better than the locator."

"Your Excellency, the young master took her away. As you know, the bodyguards can't stop her..."

"I remember that I said after Arnold came last time that no one could take her away except me. Why, before I died, he could already fully represent Xiovir?"

The scepter in Xiovir's hand shone brightly, and the thorn bird's beak was extremely sharp.

The housekeeper did not dare to breathe in the tense atmosphere.
To be continued...