Chapter 181 Aurora's True Colors

Clara pulled out a faded two-inch photo from her bag. This was the only picture she had of her parents together, as the diary had long since been discarded. The diary contained nothing special, mainly detailing the story of her parents' love. "There is no trace of him in what my parents left behind," Clara said, her gaze emotionless. Their love was something Soldas didn't deserve to know about. She couldn't understand why Soldas was so obsessed with her mother, nor did she know what had transpired between them. The truth of their relationship might remain a mystery to Clara for her entire life. K let out a sharp laugh, the sound grating like nails scraping against a chalkboard. "Dad, after decades of chasing, it was just your fantasy." K sneered. Clara looked around. The factory was rigged with timed explosives. Once K pressed the button, they would have only a minute to escape. "K, Soldas is dead. You don't need to mourn him, nor do you have to fulfill his wishes. He never fac