Phoebe was curious about what had happened between M and Nathan, but she held back from
asking. After all, rtionships were private matters, and outsiders couldn''t contribute much.
M and Phoebe checked into a hotel together.
In the following days, M remained upied with managing Loretta''s affairs.
Since Loretta preferred a modest funeral and to have all her family members present, M chose not to
hold an borate ceremony. Instead, she found a serene cemetery andid Loretta''s remaining ashes
to rest there.
M disconnected from the outside world, avoiding news updates and corporate matters. Each day,
she secluded herself in the hotel, working through her grief.
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Simultaneously, she began studying the map of Norvania, hoping to uncover clues about where Oliver
might have hidden her family.
In the evening, Phoebe returned to their room with food she had picked up from the hotel lobby.
Concerned, she urged, "M, please have something to eat. You''ve barely eaten in the past few days,
and you''re losing weight."
“I''m not hungry,” M replied, sitting by the coffee table, deeply engrossed in studying the map.
She meticulously analyzed each region, trying to pinpoint Oliver''s potential hideout.
Phoebe set the food in front of M, insisting, "You really need to eat something, M."
Raising her eyes, M nervously nced at Phoebe and asked in a serious tone, "Phoebe, did you
nt any listening devices at Hoffis Manor?"
Phoebe admitted with a sigh. "Yes, I did, but they''ve all been removed and destroyed."
M''s fists tightened in anger as she processed the revtion.
It was clear from Oliver''s proficient counter-surveince measures that he was a high-level criminal.
"Have you arranged constant surveince on Avery?"
Phoebe chuckled in response, "M, Mr. Morrison''s team and mine are already discreetly tracking
Avery. We have her closely monitored. The moment she crosses paths with Oliver, we''ll apprehend
her."
M set aside the map, stood up, and took Phoebe''s hand, guiding her to sit down on the couch.
With a grave expression, M confided, "Phoebe, I need your assistance with something.”
Phoebe''s tone softened. "M, you know I''m here for you. You don''t need to ask; just let me know what
you need."
M looked earnestly into Phoebe''s eyes and spoke softly, "Phoebe, I want to return to Suntend
alone. Can you stay in Norvania and continue helping me search for my family?"
Shaking her head resolutely, Phoebe stated, "I can''t do that. My priority is ensuring your safety, and I
need to stay by your side.”
M firmly held Phoebe''s hand, her eyes pleading. "Phoebe, I''m begging you. You''re the only one who
can help me find my family now." "But Mr. Morrison has been tirelessly searching as well."
"Phoebe, without your support, I won''t have the courage to return to Suntend.”
As Phoebe met M''s sorrowful gaze, she couldn''t help but feel a pang of empathy for her.
In the end, Phoebe couldn''t resist M''s plea, and she agreed to stay and continue aiding her in the
search for her family.
As for M, her final decision was to depart Norvania with Simon. Before leaving, she requested an
extra half-month’s stay, knowing her ovtion period would fall within that time frame.
She was determined to make one final effort.
M’s motivations seemed to have changed. Her choice to return to Suntend wasn''t solely driven by
a desire to contribute to scientific research anymore.
Instead, it was also fueled by her deep affection for Nathan, her quest to find her lost family, the desire
to confront her adversaries, and the inheritance from Zach.
Despite any challenges in her path, M was determined to reim her rightful ce, reunite with her
family, and ensure justice for Loretta.
It was half a monthter when M arrived at Imperial Heights, precisely opposite Sudvi, before the
Hudson Manor.
There, she sought out Nathan''s close friend, Cameron.
Cameron was caught off guard by M''s unexpected appearance, taking a moment to process the
situation.
M''s expression was solemn, with a hint of sorrow in her eyes.
She no longer carried the same innocence and exuberance as before; instead, a newfound maturity
emerged from the scars of her past. Upon spotting him, M got straight to the point. “Cameron, could
you lend me a hand?"
Cameron stood there, stunned.
After a pause, he asked, "What exactly do you need my help with?" M''s tone was genuine, devoid of
any timidity as she openly expressed, “I want Nathan.”
Cameron was caught off guard.