Byron took Rosalie to the entrance of the cemetery, so that she did not have to see the process of them digging up her mother's grave.

“Honey, don’t worry. These officers are very professional. They just need some bones for the investigation. When they're done investigating, they'll place them back like how they were before. They won’t go missing!” Byron comforted her.

Rosalie was not superstitious, but she had something in her mind.

“Hubby, can we move my mother’s grave after the investigation? Although I don’t think my dad deserves to be buried with my mom, my mom loved my dad all her life. That’s why she had no regrets. In fact, if she had been willing to give up on him, her life might have turned out differently!”

Byron nodded. Moving the grave was fine. This cemetery was small, and it was far from the manor. It might be inconvenient for Rosalie to visit her.

After nearly three hours, Detective Carter walked over with a group of police officers.

They nodded at Byron and Rosal