The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

Rosalynn wrapped her arms around Wayne's waist with a gleam in her eyes. "I've been thinking," she said.

"Thing about what, hon?" Wayne replied, his tone light and teasing.

"How about we engrave their names on the headstone?"

Wayne pondered for a moment, his eyes downcast. "It's been ages; hardly anyone remembers them. It's a fitting tribute, really."

"Next time, let's bring Cory and Ivy with us."

Wayne was taken aback for a second. "You think that's okay?"d2

"Why wouldn't it be?" Rosalynn looked at him as if to say, 'Isn't that obvious?'

She wanted Wayne to understand.

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"But how should I introduce them?" Wayne fretted, "As Grandpa and Grandma?"

"Introduce them however you feel comfortable about," Rosalynn soothed, running her hand gently down his back. "It's no big deal. You don't have to decide this instant. You've got all the time in the world to think it over."

While they chatted, they made their way to the cemetery office.

They spoke to the staff and arranged for the engraving on the tombstone.

A few days later, Rosalynn received a WhatsApp message from the cemetery caretaker.

The inscription had been completed as requested.

The final resting place of Ayden and Betsy, together in eternity.

After paying their respects, with daylight still burning, Wayne and Rosalynn played tourists for a bit, enjoying the local sights and flavors. It was only in the late afternoon that they drove back to H City. After resting up in their apartment, they headed to the airport and caught the flight back to L City. By the time they touched down, night had enveloped L City, yet the air was still oppressively hot. They braved the heatwave to their waiting car.

As Rosalynn closed the car door, she let out a long sigh. "The weather's getting hotter by the year. L City never used to be this warm when I was a kid."

Wayne glanced out the window and suddenly remarked, "This is our first trip to L City together."

Rosalynn halted, taken aback. "Is it truly our first time?"

"Absolutely," Wayne confirmed, unhesitant.

Rosalynn thought back and realized it was indeed true. Even during the five years she was Wayne's secretary, she had accompanied him on trips, but the headquarters of the Bane Corporation's Southwestern Division was in the neighboring mountain city.

Later, when they had their rough patches, Wayne had come to L City a few times because of her, but those trips were solo.

"Guess it's just fate," Rosalynn mused with a hint of wistfulness. "Destiny decided that only after all the dust settled could I bring you home."

After Wayne's mysterious disappearance at sea, Rosalynn had made up her mind that once he was found, she'd take him home to meet her grandparents and mother, a longing he had held onto for so long. The old house on Gravel Lane had been uninhabited for years and had fallen into disrepair.

Rosalynn felt that since they were coming home, it wouldn't be right to stay at a hotel. Instead, she decided to renovate the quaint little house.

The renovation began in February of the previous year. By year's end, the work was complete.

After sitting vacant for a while, it was ready for them to move in.

As the car approached Gravel Lane, Wayne recognized the area.

During the five years Rosalynn was away, he'd virtually lived in L City, and the hotels he'd stayed at were always near Gravel Lane.

So, he knew the neighborhood like the back of his hand.

At first, Wayne thought Rosalynn might have booked a hotel nearby.

But the car continued on, turning into Gravel Lane itself.