That night, on the island in the Pacific Ocean, the northwest wind blew throughout the night.
The wind was strong, blowing the fire from Steven Balance's room through the entire villa.
Everyone who escaped the fire remembers how the blaze spread, consuming the entire villa and, in one night, erasing all sin.
It was certainly an unforgettable night for everyone on the island.
*
Three days later.
Tung City.
The Shaw Family was as tranquil as ever.
In the afternoon, everything was peaceful. Philip Shaw sat alone in the garden, drinking afternoon tea.
Ellen Candi lay asleep on the stone table opposite him.
The autumn sun lacked the fierceness of summer, shining warmly and comfortably on the body.
He took a sip of coffee and called someone to cover Ellen Candi's shoulders with a blanket.
Someone walked over quietly and whispered in his ear.
Philip Shaw glanced at Ellen Candi and then waved his hand, "Let him come over."
