My Supermodel Wife

Speaking of Lyle, Leonhart's eyes revealed a hint of a smile.

He looked ahead and his voice subsided slightly. "Lyle is old enough, he can understand this divorce matter. As a child of the Adler family, no matter what happened to Michelle and me, it shouldn't affect him."

"Instead of worrying about Lyle, you should think about how long it will take you and Mellisa to complete the task I gave you after leaving Bandung."

After those words were finished, Leonard answered, "It won't take long. In three years, we will definitely be back."

He saw that Leonhart didn't want to continue this topic, so he didn't ask anymore.

The two paused briefly around the cemetery, and after a few minutes, they returned to the steps.

As he approached the exit, Leonhart saw a figure standing in the parking lot. He licked his teeth and took a deep breath. "That Kevin is your cousin."

"What?" Leonard was surprised.

Upon seeing this, Leonhart smiled faintly and explained, "He is the son of your mother's cousin. Even though the Yanita family hates me very much, your cousin is still wise."

"After Kevin graduated from college, I took him in to be my assistant. My original intention was to get him to fill the advisory position as the Adler family's financial advisor after you took over my position."

Leonard walked over while listening to Leonhart's explanation. He then looked at Kevin's figure who wasn't far away.

After a few seconds, he didn't hesitate and nodded lightly. "Okay, I'll follow your arrangements."

"Well, for the Yanita family, don't think about meeting them. The hatred that can't be resolved for years is already irreversible, you have to let this go."

Leonard nodded silently, pondered, and asked a final question, "Does Kevin know who I am?"

Hearing the voice, Leonhart shook his head. "This is a matter of the previous generation. There is no need to pass it onto the next generation. I never told him, and your cousin shouldn't know about it. You should have known that at least Kevin can be your right hand man in the future."

"Of course!"

...

On the way home, the father and son sat in the car and no one spoke.

Kevin also drove the car carefully and leisurely.

At 3:30 in the afternoon, Leonard returned to his house.

Before getting out of the car, he held the door with one hand and looked back at Leonhart. "Have you thought carefully about your divorce?"

After the words fell, Leonhart who closed his eyes calmly raised his eyes slowly, showing his gaze that was filled with tension "What? Do you still want to persuade me?"

Leonard shook his head for a moment. "No, as long as you think about it, I will respect all your decisions. My only wish is that I hope you can take into account Lyle's feelings."

Leonhart saw Leonard's faint expression, and waved his hand as he smiled. "No need to worry, I know what to do."

Leonard was reluctant to reply to him, so he only nodded and silently sighed under his thin lips, then went out of the car.

Even though he already knew his true identity, as far as he knows, he does not intend to change anything.

One was a mother he had never met, while the other was the brother he grew up with. His sympathy would naturally go with Lyle.

Leonard was standing on the side of the road, gazing far in the direction where the Cullinan had gone.

He stopped where he was, and after calming himself down, he took out his cell phone to call his men in Jakarta. "It's me."

"Dearest former captain, what's wrong? What would you like to order?!" Agung's ridiculous tone came through the earpiece.

Leonard breathed comfortably as he held onto his cell phone, his eyes fixed on the tree in front of him. "Help me find the files from 33 years ago and see if there's any records."

On the other end of the phone, accompanied by a sharp mouse click sound, Agung also said just in time, "As long as the file from 33 years ago is in electronic storage, we should be able to retrieve it."

Hearing this, Leonard was silent for two seconds. "That person died 33 years ago!"

The sound of the mouse clicks stopped immediately. "Unfortunately, things like that weren't recorded electronically in that era. Unless the family has a death certificate, I don't think we'll ever find anything like that."

"I'll give you an address in a moment. Can you help me contact the local census bureau?"

Agung nodded his head behind the phone. "Okay, just send me the address and I'll check it out later."

"But what information do you want? It might be a little difficult to finish the filing because the time is too long, and the local unit might not want to help."

Leonard licked his teeth and said in a low voice, "Just give me the picture of the file."

"Sure, leave it to me."

Leonard thanked him, and paused for a moment as he hung up the phone.

That's all he can do!

Although his father seemed calm, the story back then was definitely not something that could be said in a few words.

Perhaps his biggest regret is not being able to keep a photo of the woman he loves.

...

Two days later, May 30th.

Leonard and Mellisa had already started preparing to go overseas.

At ten o'clock that morning, Clifford came in with a black invitation card in his hand.

In the living room, Lilia and Mellisa were sorting through the list of items in their hands. Seeing Clifford appear nearby, she smiled. "Jean is in the study."

Hearing her voice, Clifford nodded, turned and walked towards the spiral staircase on the second floor.

Melissa watched Clifford's figure climb up and smack the corners of her lips. "Since the first time I saw Clifford, I hardly ever saw him smile. Is he usually like this?"

Lilia raised her head and smiled. "Clifford is the captain of the Widjaya family's security team. If he laughed all day, he might lose his prestige. Every day, he always had a very serious face, except..."

She paused, and inadvertently recalled the scene of Clifford and Merry together in her mind.

Melissa looked at her sister, narrowed her eyes, and said hesitantly, "When he's with your little assistant, he's kind of human, isn't he?"

"Yes!" Lilia nodded at the unexpected turn of events. "Hah? How did you know about Merry?"

Melissa looked at her. "When Chris was admitted to the hospital, I met her at the hospital, and you introduced her!"

Lilia smiled and patted her forehead. "Oh no, I'd completely forgotten if you didn't say so."

As the two sisters chatted, they still continued their movement, but Clifford, who was climbing the stairs, slowly slowed down.

He thought of the figure of the little girl embedded deep in his heart, and his serious face couldn't help but soften.

At the study entrance, having settled his mood, Clifford raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Hearing a voice inside, he pushed open the door and entered, looked around, then walked over to Jean who was smoking by the window. "Young master, Frans Ruihan sent someone to send an invitation."

Jean paused from taking another smoke and squinted his eyes for a moment, then asked with a deep look, "What invitation?"