"Armand Coleridge, do you think Mo Yuezhen is really dead?" Lillian Veblen suddenly looked up at him, asking with a puzzled expression.Armand Coleridge's peach-blossom eyes flickered slightly, a hint of darkness in his gaze. He was taken aback and asked, "What's the matter? Why are you suddenly asking this out of the blue?""I... always feel that Mo Yuezhen isn't dead, that he's still by my side..." Lillian Veblen said, her eyes narrowing slightly."Not dead? How could he not be dead? The search team I sent found his body, and the forensic examination confirmed it was Mo Yuezhen," Armand Coleridge said, his eyes darkening, his voice low and heavy."But..." Lillian Veblen's pupils constricted, her gaze deep and complex."There's no 'but.' Mo Yuezhen has indeed been dead for three years. Lillian, I know it's hard for you to accept his departure, but it's the truth," Armand Coleridge sighed, deeply advising her.Lillian Veblen furrowed her delicate brows, a bitter feeling crossing
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