Chapter 1650
After several hours, Marshall and Stella finally arrived in Rivera. As they stepped out of the train station, Stella immediately
spotted Trevor. He wore a black overcoat, his brows furrowed with a cold expression. It only softened when he saw Stella.
Striding over, Trevor reached out and pulled Stella into a tight embrace. He held her gaze for a long moment and said in a husky
voice, "It's good to have you back."
Stella reciprocated the embrace, her eyes reddening. She murmured softly, "Trevor, I'm sorry."
Trevor did not respond verbally. Instead, he gently caressed the back of her head. It took a while before he finally spoke," Let's
head home."
He turned to Marshall, his face serious, "Thanks for everything, Marshall. I owe you one."
Marshall nodded, "Stella hasn't had a good night's sleep these past few days. Take her home to rest as soon as possible." He
handed over the items Arthur had given them to Trevor and continued, "Take good care of her, and don't hesitate to reach out if
you need anything."
As Marshall turned to leave, Trevor called him back, "Hold on. I can give you a ride."
Marshall hesitated and glanced at Stella.
"We can drive you home, Mr. Moore," she said after meeting his gaze.
Marshall offered a low chuckle, "That's alright. Someone from the company will pick me up shortly. I have a client to meet. You
two go ahead."
Stella breathed a sigh of relief.
Trevor quickly sensed that something was amiss. He glanced at his sister, then at Marshall, and said, "Alright, I'll treat you to a
meal someday."
After saying their goodbyes, Trevor walked Stella to the car. Marshall's figure slowly grew smaller in the rearview mirror until he
was no longer in view.
Trevor carefully considered what to say next. But Stella beat him to it, "Is there still no news?"
Trevor shook his head, "We've searched the river thoroughly. The recovery team said that the latest they'll give it is two weeks."
Stella was taken aback, "What does that mean?"
Trevor was silent for a few seconds before saying, "It means that the body might surface after decomposition in two weeks, so
we should be able to retrieve it then."
Stella's face turned abruptly pale. She stayed quiet for a long time.
"I know you might not want to hear this, but it's better than finding no remains at all," Trevor said softly.
Stella clenched her clothes, releasing and tightening her grip over and over until she finally said, "I won't accept that he's dead if
there's no body."
Trevor did not say anything more. He believed that she would gradually come to accept it.
Wenham had been worried about Stella for several days. Now that he finally saw her, a weight was lifted from his heart. He
immediately began asking about her well-being.
Wenham cherished his daughter dearly after previously reuniting with her. He was worried about her even when she had a minor
cold. He was on the brink of insanity when he found out Stella was missing.
Stella seemed to be in a much better state than when she had first awakened. She responded to everything Wenham asked, but
she still appeared lifeless.
"Sorry for making you worry these past few days, Dad."
Wenham knew the pain of losing a loved one too well. So he understood what Stella was feeling.
Before he could say anything, Darcie brought over two glasses of water and said, "It's good to relax and let go a bit. It might
make you feel a little better. It's just a pity; Keegan was so young."
Stella froze and pressed her lips together.
Wenham frowned, wondering why Darcie would bring up such a painful topic.
He changed the subject, "Where's Jaylene? She's been leaving the house early and returning late these past few days. Is she
seeing someone?" 2