Chapter 1150:
But the next moment, the figure darted away, disappearing without a trace.
Elyse frantically whipped her head around, scanning her surroundings for any sign of him. “Let's take a look
around in the nearby area,” she told the horse.
With another neigh, the miniature horse galloped off, leading Elyse in her pursuit.
However, despite a sweeping exploration of the ranch, they cup empty-handed. On their way back, they
met with Edward, who was also returning from his ride.
Edward couldn't help but laugh at the almost comical sight of Elyse trotting around on her miniature horse
around the ranch.
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After George drifted into sleep, he found himself face-to-face with Rickey once more.
He stood in a lush, green field, surrounded by a riot of blooming flowers, while butterflies danced through the air.
In the distance, a gentle stream babbled, and the sky stretched above him, brilliant blue, dotted with fluffy white
clouds.
George gazed around for what felt like ages before Rickey finally materialized in front of him.
Adjusting his glasses, George fixed Rickey with a stern glare. “What are you doing here? | told you to live
peacefully and stop stirring up trouble, but you never listen.”
In this dream, George appeared as his younger self, full of life. He was dressed sharply in a shirt, paired with a
mustard-colored vest, his posture straight and brimming with energy.
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Rickey gave a faint smile. “George, | need a favor from you.”
Impatience flickered across George's face. “You're dead, Rickey! And even in my dream years, you still want
something from me? Can't you letrest?”
Rickey chuckled softly. “I'd like you to tell my daughter, Elyse, the story between her mom and me.”
George raised an eyebrow. “The love story between you and Jazmine? Why?”
“Because we never had the chance to share it with her,” Rickey’s smile faded, his tone heavy.
George furrowed his brow. “What good will it do for her to hear that?”
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“She doesn’t understand it,” Rickey admitted, his voice tinged with regret. “It was our job to show her, but
Jazmine and |—well, we missed our chance. So, I'm asking you, old friend, to step in for us.”
George crossed his arms, giving Rickey a sidelong glance. “And those two men are tailing after your daughter.
Which one do you prefer?”
Rickey shrugged. “Whoever she loves, we'll love.”
George scoffed. “What kind of father are you? No standards? Aren't you worried she’ll pick the ‘wrong’ guy?”
Rickey smiled. “The only thing we can do as her parents is support her, no matter her choice.”
George let out a deep sigh. “I guess you've got a point. You've been gone for so long. What more can you do
now?”
Before he could get another word in, the world around them began to unravel. The flowers wilted, the sky
dimmed, and everything started to vanish.
Rickey smiled gently at George. “It’s tto wake up, buddy.”