Chapter 153

Chapter 153

It was time for Yvonne to leave, but before she left, she suddenly remembered that her brother was alone here.

“Yvonne, do you live alone?” Yvonne asked.

Charles’s eyes flickered. His expression remained unchanged as he nodded.

Seeing him nod, Yvonne took his hand without hesitation.

“Let’s go, Charles, You can live with me,” she whispered to Charles.

Charles stood up and said hesitantly, “I don’t think it’s a good idea, Yvonne…”

“Don’t worry, Mom’s really nice. I’m sure she’ll welcome you!” Yvonne said.

A few minutes after Yvonne led him away, Richard returned from outside with his camera.

His deep, commanding voice preceded him through the door.

“Charles, what’s for lunch today? Do you want to cat by the door?”

Richard’s energy was building. Unable to find Charles after entering, he went to the room to search for him.

Impatient after knocking, he pushed the door open to take a look.

“Charles?” Richard wondered where he went.

The Holmes family.

As Yvonne walked past the familiar osmanthus trees in the courtyard, she hesitated and then let go of Charles’s hand.

“Charles, wait for a second,” she said.

When Charles saw her walking beneath the osmanthus tree, he understood her intentions.

Seeing no one approaching, he followed behind Yvonne.

The osmanthus tree bloomed for an extended period.

Yvonne could still vividly recall the day she met her mother for the first time, the day the sweet osmanthus blossoms rained down upon her.

Unable to dislodge the flower, she resembled a delicate, fragrant cake adorned with osmanthus blossoms.

The moment she touched the trunk, the osmanthus tree released a cascade of tiny yellow flowers.

It appeared to welcome her as she drew closer.

Charles reached out and picked up a few of the yellow objects, which fell onto his open, pale palm.

Yvonne believed that plants could communicate with her, and she loved talking to them.

She murmured as she channeled energy into the osmanthus tree.

lovely osmanthus scent, Mommy will smell just like it.”

thought her mother was as beautiful as osmanthus.

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wear a fragrance of

her plea, the osmanthus tree ceased its shower of blossoms.

would

like smoke in

in this direction, was stunned by

and said, “Madam, the osmanthus fragrance at noon today reminds me of

She knew Yvonne was

was still holding a stack

to confront the incident, Tinley couldn’t

it difficult for Tinley to consciously recall what had happened.

they strangled Yvonne and disposed of her body in a trash can in Blorence City, far

revenge, they put her necklace with the

the trash can at dawn, they could contact

to confirm identity, and a DNA test could also be

could never find peace facing the death of two

expect that before dawn, a passerby discovered the infant’s body in

that the man gave Yvonne something to eat, and it should be that thing that brought Yvonne to

should be related to him.

Yvonne on a bench, where

young parents, who may have been unprepared

orphanage, and

Tinley’s deduction based on the clues she had gathered.

saved Yvonne was

three years in prison, Leonard seemed to have lost some of his

commissioned a portrait artist. After a long time, the artist came to see her with

Leonard to draw, but he didn’t

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gave her a stack of meaningless

truly wasn’t helpful, she discreetly arranged for

want to leave the two–bedroom apartment with a guest room, where he could get delicious food

years ago, the surveillance footage from that section was unavailable, and since the road was mostly

comfortably, Tinley remained

could be found on that street, she started with superpowers.

long as there was hope, Tinley would give it a try.

list of superpowers from the domestic archives so she

get such a top–secret

needed to

as she drew back her hand from beneath the osmanthus

gazed upward for a moment, clutching Charles’s clothes.

let’s go!” she

and the osmanthus tree was in the yard.

the long corridor, they

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