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Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1440
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Chapter 1440: Praying for Blessings

From the moment Ivan Marsh stepped through the door, it seemed that Rowan had guessed what he was going to say. He sat on

the sofa, his hands clasped lightly against his lips. After extrpain, after fainting from sorrow, Rowan had thought a lot. But the

intense stabbing pain in his chest hadn't lessened one bit, his heart had always been at rock bottom, needing tto heal. So

when Ivan Marsh opened his mouth to speak, Rowan looked surprisingly calm.

Ivan Marsh reported to everyone, "The first phase of the salvage team's work is done, we haven't found Claire's body, which

indicates two things."

Two? Everyone concentrated their attention, raising their eyes to look at him.

Ivan Marsh analyzed, "First, the chances of finding her from the river in the future are very low, close to zero, because this is a very

professional and highly advanced salvage team. Second, she was rescued by someone."

Silence... everyone's heart was in their throats.

Rescued by someone, why hadn't they contacted them then?

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Was that person a good or a bad one? Could it be a single man of marriageable age who wasn't able to find a wife?

These were the only glimmers of hope left in everyone's hearts, but they were still worried.

As the saying goes, we need to see the person alive and the body when dead. Without even seeing the body, how could a person

be proven dead?

But this second possibility seemed so faint.

Jennifer's gaze fell on Rowan. Everyone was sad, but only Rowan felt the most guilt, so he must be feeling the worst.

"I hope we can continue the salvage operation." Rowan looked up at Ivan Marsh, "No matter in what way, there must be a result."

Ivan Marsh nodded, telling him his plans.

Then he said to him, "It makes no sense for so many of us to stay here. The people | brought will continue the salvage operation

and will also search for fifteen days. Any news will be reported to you and Finnley first. | have left my number."

Everyone fell silent... this was the only method for now.

They were not three-year-old children, adults had an adult way of handling things.

Endlessly sinking, or crying, or stubbornly refusing to leave, had no meaning, especially since Ivan Marsh had already arranged

everything.

At this time, Jennifer spoke, "Let's go together in the helicopter. Pack up your things."

Rowan lifted his eyes, his voice hoarse, "There's a temple in the ancient town, before we leave, | want to pray for blessings for

Claire."

Everyone looked at each other and felt his idea was good, so they agreed unanimously.

"Okay."

"| think it's fine."

"So when are we going?"

"Let's go now."

So, before they left the ancient town, they walked up 108 stone stairs, climbed to the top of the mountain on foot, and arrived in

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front of an ancient temple.

They expressed their intentions to the abbot, and ceremoniously and sincerely prayed for blessings for Claire.

Apart from Tristan and Monica, everyone else left by helicopter, because Tristan's car was parked outside the ancient town.

He still had to drive back to Arkpool City.

In the Maybach back to the city, Monica sat in the passenger seat, her mood completely different from when she cto the

ancient town.

The car's heater was on, and a window was opened a bit to allow air circulation, so it wouldn't be so stifling.

Actually, the stifling feeling was not in the air, but in the mood.

The air was filled with sorrow, and no one spoke to break the silence.

Tristan drove the car, not too fast, and about ten minutes later, they completely left the ancient town, and the car stopped by the

side of the road.

Both of them unbuckled their seat belts and got out of the car almost simultaneously.

They bowed deeply in the direction of the ancient town, still waiting for a miracle to happen.