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Chapter 149

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If Yolanda looked about 30% like someone from the Lynch family, Janet was practically 99% there. She looked almost exactly like one of the classy older women from that family. One wouldn’t even need a DNA test to know they were blood relatives.

“We’ve already reached out to the Lynch family, and we’re getting them to come in for a DNA test ASAP Stanley explained.

He continued, “And the dead Cerulandian descendant was also from the Lynch family. Actually, he was their adopted son. Ten years ago, he came here to find the real heir to the Lynch family’s fortune, but he ended up drowned on the beach.

“It’s pretty much confirmed now that Janet is the heir they were searching for. But while we were investigating, we also found that Janet’s past fits the profile of someone who might’ve been trafficked.”

When all the pieces of the human trafficking story from ten years ago and Yolanda’s involvement came together, the truth started to reveal itself.

“Is Yolanda still refusing to confess?” Quinlyn asked, frowning as she looked at the photo.

“Yep, she admitted she hid those models but insisted that she never contacted Janet after leaving the orphanage, Stanley said, shrugging. “But the more she denies it, the more suspicious it looks. She might be the one who killed the Lynch family’s adopted son.”

“Anyway, she’s already been sentenced to life in prison. Whether she killed him or not probably doesn’t matter a lot anymore,” Larry added casually with his legs crossed and a smirk on his face. “Unless, of course, she’s trying to cover up something else.”

At that, Quinlyn glanced at him, her eyes wide with confusion.

Larry chuckled, leaning over to pat her head. “You don’t get it, do you? It’s all about love and sex.”

“Ugh, stop it. Don’t fill my little sister’s head with that stuff,” Stanley said, giving him a kick. “Anyway, Janet and Quinton still don’t know anything. We’ll just have to wait for the test results, and only then will the Lynch family take action.”

As long as the test results were still pending, Yolanda would remain their adopted daughter, and Janet would still be a stranger. The Lynch family’s stance wouldn’t change.

Quinlyn nodded, though she seemed a little distracted. She secretly looked up the meaning of “love and sex” and got the gist of it. A bold idea popped into her head.

test results came in.

spanned the globe and

old and had been trying to find a blood relative

family, she

son was left unsolved, it would bring major trouble for Janet. Even if she inherited the wealth, it would

helped the task force bring in some criminal psychologists, but interrogating Yolanda

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case again, looking frustrated. “If nothing else works, we might have to get Janet and Quinton to meet her face–to–face

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kid. They’ve both been hurt by Yolanda before, so this doesn’t seem

of food, swallowed and then said, “What about having Mr.

confused for a second. “You mean Raymond? He tricked Yolanda last time. Do you really think she’ll listen to him now?” He wasn’t convinced it

said it’s all about love and sex. As long as they

thought to himself, ‘Can it really work

Quinton needed to go to the police station to give his

so Quinlyn decided to go with him. As they reached the front gate, they

combed like he had just walked

I was planning to visit you sometime, but didn’t expect to run

on you. Well, it’s all Yolanda’s fault for making you go through all that. If you’ve got

already talking a mile a minute. For the first time, she was at a loss for words. She grabbed Quinton’s arm and quickly pulled him in

watched their retreating backs and sighed. “Guess she

Quinton, especially Mason, the family head. Despite his weak legs with gray hair, he insisted on coming in person. Now

all

tight hug, tears streaming down his face. Years of hardship had made his hair gray and his face aged, but now, it felt like he was getting a second chance

Mason “Grandpa” just yet, his eyes were already

the side, watching them. She couldn’t help but feel a bit envious. She thought, ‘Is there