Under the fine drizzle, Grace’s grave seemed even more desolate.

There was a man as drunk as a skunk lying in front of her pitch-black tombstone, and that man was unexpectedly Holden Payne. The big bouquet in front of him seemed to be dewier after it was drenched by the fine drizzles. However, that cool tone of the flower gave people an incomparably miserable feeling.

Those flowers were right in front of Holden. In fact, he had actually been holding them in his hand and he just could not bear to let it go. However, he was flipped over by the bodyguards, so his grip was released. That bouquet appeared to be lonely laying on top of the black marble.

Sean, who was watching all that at the bottom of the steps, was even more confused.

“Why would he come to Grace’s grave? Who exactly is this man?” Some sort of confusion started to emerge in Rose’s mind. After all, she was a woman, so it was only natural for her to be more sensitive. Rose could relate to that as every time Holden cam