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Chapter 798:

“There is no passage behind the tree,” the principal stated. “The big tree stands next to the wall. This wall is notably tall, topped with an electric net to deter any intruders. Our kindergarten prioritizes safety; not only are there security guards patrolling regularly, but surveillance cameras record continuously. After reviewing the footage, I found no evidence of anyone harming Lawrence and Lindsay. It’s possible that Lawrence was injured accidentally while playing with Lindsay. However, that remains conjecture. We’ve found nothing near the big tree that could have injured Lawrence. It’s perplexing that he got injured, and equally mysterious is Lindsay’s faint.”

In that moment, Ferris approached and handed a report to Marissa.

The document contained the blood test results for Lawrence and Lindsay, which indicated both children had been injected with a low dose of anesthetic.

Marissa’s eyes narrowed as she read the report. It confirmed her suspicion that an adult had intervened behind the scenes, administering harm to the children.

She directed her gaze to the principal and ordered, “Have someone take a photo of the space behind the big tree for me.”

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The principal acted without delay, instructing his staff to fulfill her request. He swiftly forwarded the photograph to Marissa.

Upon examining the photo, Marissa connected the dots. While there was no passage behind the big tree, a manhole lay on the ground. The assailant must have used the sewer to stealthily enter and exit the kindergarten.

or someone with a vendetta against Lawrence and Lindsay would

nurse arrived with news

made her way to Lindsay’s ward,

had fainted because of fear and

initial reaction upon waking was to scream. “No! Don’t hurt my

was at her bedside and quickly comforted her, helping Lindsay to

last! I was so afraid I’d never see you again. I thought I would become a

Connor, bringing tears to their eyes. They approached the

moment of distress, she sought comfort in Marissa’s arms, burying herself there

tightly, and gradually,

how is my brother? He was bleeding. Auntie once said that we both have Rh negative blood,

by how much she knew at

the tears from Lindsay’s face and comforted her, “Your brother is okay. Rh negative blood is indeed rare, but luckily, your father has

washed over Lindsay. She turned to Connor, her eyes filled with tears, and said in a