Facade of Love

Chapter 67 Southern City Psychiatric Hospital

I pursed my l*ps and after thinking for a moment said, “Maybe there’s an issue with the timing of Moore’s pregnancy.”

Sweety paused and then said, “You mean Moore was already pregnant, but then she sought out Idris, secretly had a relationship with him, and then told him she was pregnant?”

I could not figure out what exactly was going on at the time. When Moore told me she was pregnant, she said she was already two months along. Indeed, there was not much difference between a two–month and a three–month pregnancy belly.

It seemed I needed to find an opportunity to look at Moore’s belly to see if there were any clues.

After thinking for a while, I shook my head and said to Sweety, “I’m not clear about what’s going on right now, but I’mm certain that Noah’s return must mean something. We need to figure out what he’s planning by suddenly coming back to Lake City,”

Sweety pouted. “It must be because he’s running out of money and has come back to make more. Otherwise, why would he come back? From their conversation, it seems like they’re targeting the Youngs. It looks like Idris is not only set to become dad but might also end up being used as their ATM.”

After saying this, she snorted and continued, “Idris deserves it, leaving a wife like you for an extramarital affair. It’s karma. And that Madam Young deserves it too. By taking Moore in, it won’t be long before she might unknowingly be harmed by her.”

I tapped her head and said helplessly, “My dear journalist, stop brainstorming. You have more important things to do now.”

“What things?”

said, “We need to inform the police about Noah’s return. Regardless of how the police handle it, they should at least be aware

was puzzled. “Why don’t we go together? What do you have to

looking at her. “Scott Corporation’s funds are being embezzled, and I can’t just let it

and said, “Alright, I’ll go there in a bit. I don’t have anything else to do anyway.” After watching Sweety leave, I went to the psychiatric hospital in the Southern City, following the address Uncle Marcus

sent me.

a somewhat remote area, with its doors tightly closed and almost

a few times. The door was then opened by an elderly man, who looked at me with deep frown lines and

visit a relative who

people about the specific visiting

really sorry, I just found out about this. Gramps, I’ve already

man thought for a moment and then said, “I can’t make that decision. I’ll have to ask the person in

he closed

opened again. The old man said, “Young lady, they said no. All of the patients here are

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