Chapter 562 Impulsive Vow To An Enigmatic Husband

• Cornelia asked, “Remember that will in my granny’s diary?” Marcus nodded, “Yeah, sure.” Cornelia went on, “Do you feel sorry for the mother who wrote that letter? If she were still alive, she would’ve raised her kid well,” Marcus cut her off, “You found out, didn’t you?” Cornelia was taken aback for a moment, then after a few seconds, she came back to her senses, “When did you find out?” Marcus replied, “When I saw that letter, I suspected it might have been written by your granny. So, I had same people look into it and they found some bits and pieces.” Cornelia asked urgently, “What did they find?” Marcus answered, “Turns out, your grandpa Walter never existed. He was a figment of your granny’s imagination. She came to Rosenberg with your father and told everyone her husband had passed away.
• And this unseen husband was Walter.” Cornelia bitterly said, “You saw through it, but I didn’t.” Marcus comforted her gently, “You got too caught caring for your granny and forgot to think critically. Don’t beat yourself up.” Cornelia asked, “So how did you find out who my real grandpa was?” Marcus replied, “I haven’t found out who your real grandpa is yet. After your granny got to Rosenberg with your dad, she changed their names. You know, back in those days, identity verifications were pretty lax. Your granny coughed up some dough, found a sponsor, and easily got a new identity. So, nobody in Rosenberg who knew her had any idea who she was before. Without a trace of her old identity, I couldn’t find your real grandpa.” Cornelia knew why Marcus couldn’t find out, but Alfredo could. Because Alfredo knew her granny, had seen her, and knew about her past. As long as he saw a photo of her granny, he would know who she was.
• But Marcus was different. He hadn’t seen what her granny looked like when she was young, so naturally, it would take more time, money, and effort to find out. Cornelia said, “You don’t have to dig anymore. None of this matters.” Marcus asked, “Did you find it?” Cornelia said, “Jeremy, can you not be so damn smart? I didn’t even say anything, yet you know everything.” Marcus hugged her and chuckled, “Did Alfredo help you find it? Was he worried about you having some wicked plan for Grandpa Augustine?”