Chapter 341

“Mrs. Mercer?” Sebastian called out again, noticing that Iris had not responded.

Octavia, quick to seize the moment, immediately stepped in to answer, “The things from the past, those happened decades ago. It was all managed by my mother’s ex–husband. She’s just an ordinary woman, and she doesn’t know anything about this. Anyway, she raised Joycelyn from childhood, there’s no doubt about that.”

Sebastian shot her a sharp look, his irritation clear. “I didn’t ask you to speak. Please remain quiet,” he commanded in a cold vode.

Octavia’s smile faltered, and she gave a sheepish grin, replying, “Okay,”

“Mrs. Mercer,” Sebastian continued, his voice icy and sharp, “If you can’t answer these questions, then we have every reason to suspect that you didn’t legally adopt Joycelyn–that maybe you bought her from human traffickers or kidnapped her. That’s a crime.”

Iris’s face went pale as Sebastian’s words hit her like a slap.

Back at the mansion, Joycelyn, watching the scene unfold on the screen, felt a pang of curiosity. How had she been adopted all those years ago?

But despite her best efforts, she couldn’t remember a thing. Her family had moved away shortly after, and they had no contact with relatives. She had been cut off from her past, with only her adoptive parents as a point of reference.

Iris, visibly trembling, quickly responded, “No, we didn’t commit any crimes. We didn’t steal or kidnap her.” She was desperate to defend herself, as though trying to avoid being labeled a criminal.

Sebastian, without showing any emotion, pressed on. “Then how did you adopt her? Explain it clearly.”

Iris, becoming more anxious by the second, finally gave in and told the whole story. “At the time, both my late husband and I were orphans with no family.

“We had been married for several years without a child, and one New Year’s Eve, we were passing down a quiet road when we saw someone throwing a bundle into a ravine. We didn’t think much of it at first, but then we heard a child crying from the bottom of the hill.

“My late husband climbed down to check, and it was a little girl with blood all over her head. We felt sorry for her, thinking she was just a child someone had abandoned, so we brought her home.”

Joycelyn touched the scar on the back of her head as she listened to the story. So that was how she got the scar.

the police?” Sebastian asked, his voice cutting through the air.

to health, she was so cute, we couldn’t bear to send her to an orphanage. I couldn’t have children of

well that people with money had the means to dig into everything, and she

it happened,” she

spoke up, “Even though it wasn’t the most proper adoption, my

saved

Joycelyn,” Timothy said, his voice firm, signaling his assistant to

the sealed envelope, their eyes

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set of the best real estate in the city center, registered under Mrs Meroy’s

crust

beet murning home and provide the best care for you in

family are on rich, and this is all you’re offering? It’s just

didn’t have strong feelings about the offer at first, began to agree with Octavia, feeling the

investigation shows that after the entered the Mercer family, the Stred under poor conditions, Jeff suddenly spoke,

expressions shifting uncomfortably.

continued, “Joycelyn had to take out student loans, work part–time to pay for food, and even gave her earnings to the Mercer family. After starting work, she had to give up most

high dowry! This house and the trust are given because of your late husband’s

words, biting and full of resentment, hung in the

in the room

a warmth inside as she watched this unfold.

asking about the man who had tried to harm Joycelyn. “Did you ask

and then asked Ellison, “What did you message

about the man who hurt

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