As she softly mumbled to her mother's ashes, a butterfly out of nowhere flew over to her side and stopped on her left side of the shoulder before it flew away.
"Mother, wait for me...." She returned the Urn inside the cubicle and locked it safeguarding her mother's last presence.
She walked away back to her car and drove out back to the White House, it was afternoon already and she needed to start searching for Feng Ying Long.
She was anxious but at the same time, she needed to save him, she couldn't act impulsively.
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Feng Ying Xie who was in the office could see that she hadn't arrived back to the White House and the car was parked.
He traced her location and saw it was a cemetery place, but what surprised him was that that place was expensive to bury someone in.
No one had known where her mother was buried and Feng Ying Xie was the first one to know the location, how surprising.
