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Chapter 137

When lan brought Yvonne back, Tinley had already been awake for nearly an hour.

The atmosphere in the Holmes family was unusually pleasant.

As he passed through the front yard, he caught sight of the silver–haired butler, delicately dabbing his eyes with a handkerchief, murmuring blessings under his breath.

Finding Marian, who had been missing for three years, and seeing Tinley’s health improving after three years of illness–it truly felt like divine intervention.

Noting the relief on the butler’s face, a flicker of joy flashed through Ian’s eyes. Unable to contain his excitement, he quickened his pace.

“Tinley’s awake?” Ian murmured.

Inside the room, Tinley had been sitting by the window ever since regaining consciousness, having taken a bath in between.

A blue vase nearby was filled with vibrant roses, their colors reflecting onto Tinley’s face, making her complexion look much better.

A laptop rested on the long rectangular wooden table before her, playing a recorded video.

The footage was shot from an interrogator’s perspective, showing only a young girl.

At first, the girl appeared extremely frightened and wary, resisting every question with a guarded expression.

Yet under the relentless pressure of a professional interrogator, she barely lasted five minutes.

responses were chaotic and fragmented, full

her micro–expressions, it was evident that she

asked how she knew these things, she fell silent. Her face turned pale, then green,

to conceal the answer

slip, but each time, she caught herself at the

a weak will to hold onto a secret for so long, the weight

noticed this as

they stepped

sigh of

hypnotist with a warm and approachable appearance walked in, carrying

rhythm that drew people into his conversation

girl was no exception. Within moments, her expression

two preliminary questions, the hypnotist took out a white

briefcase.

densely printed with questions.

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fingers lightly brushed the thick stack of interrogation records, her gaze

of life experience, would see forne the once estat a te weakest. It wasn’t enough to steal their

remembered something.

she had secretly kissed Yvonne’s little hand. That was when the felt a few tiny

was likely behind them.

Yvonne suffering at the hands of someone like Marian while being lost

a soft knock sounded on the door, followed by a cold voice from outside,

had just refused to subside

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