The elegant gift box was opened.
Catherine's eyes followed the motion.
She was eager to see what Adam had in store for Eric Anderson.
But when she finally saw it, she was left scratching her head.
The box was crammed with relics from the past.
And every piece was a relic from childhood.
A tiny suit, a leather ball, two books, and two envelopes.
The box contained more than expected, yet not a single piece held any monetary value.
Eric Anderson's jaw dropped when he saw the items, "These... how many years old are these? Why are you keeping them?"
Adam pulled out one of the envelopes, tore it open, and handed it to Eric Anderson, his face a mask of gloom, his eyes icy. "This is the military hospital's test result from what Tom did to Catherine last time. I remember sending you a copy
