Chapter 1116

Cliff stirred gently in his sleep, prompting Oliver to adjust his hold, carefully shifting positions to keep the boy comfortable. "We didn't," he murmured. There was so much he and Grace had missed over the years. Oliver's gaze followed Grace as she strolled through the blooming plum trees on the hillside. Passing through the tree, she plucked a blossom and toyed with it absently. Nearby, a group of elderly women captured moments with their friends, which clearly weren't the least bit suspicious. Those with tripods didn't raise any alarms either. After all, such equipment wasn't exactly conducive to a quick getaway. But one lightly equipped man with his demeanor subtly guarded had Grace's attention. The man seemed to sense that Grace had noticed something unusual, though he wasn't sure if she had fully identified him. His posture grew rigid as she began to approach, clearly taken aback by her audacity. For a young woman like Grace to walk straight toward him with such bol