Chapter: 3251

They looked familiar. Five years had passed since their last meeting, and they all seemed deeply changed.

Time had swiftly passed. Lyndon appeared much older. His hair had turned grey, and his once stern and commanding demeanor had softened into an expression of weariness.

He had outlived his son. His child had died before him.

But he had experienced a lot of things, so he could still hold on, and his eyes were calm.

"Rachel, you've finally come. Come and pray for Roger. He must have missed you," Lyndon said gently. He passed her the bouquet.