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Chapter 252

Chapter 252

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“Nicotine injection can cause the illusion of a heart attack. But the statute of limitations has passed, and the Anderson family is gone. No one will prosecute.” Cher was not afraid to confess because no one could overturn the case.

In the light rain, Quinlyn felt Cher’s face becoming blurry and quietly asked, “Is there more?”

Cher didn’t respond. Her silence was a defensive rejection.

At that moment, Zane spoke up, “My grandpa Caden also died from nicotine poisoning.”

Joseph was taken aback. He had heard that Zane was exceptionally devoted, caring for Cher like a daughter and treating Caden with great respect, visiting his grave every year, rain or shine.

“Why?” he blurted out.

“Maybe I couldn’t stand to see him suffer,” Zane said calmly, his answer almost cold and cruel, enough to earn public condemnation in a courtroom.

But the next second, Quinlyn called him out, “You’re lying,” that wasn’t the answer.

This left Zane stunned. He thought of his childhood, being carried by his grandpa to work.

All they had was a tricycle and a small stove. Grandpa had skilled hands, able to fix everything, even if he wasn’t literate.

He would take Zane to school, fondly patting his head, saying, “Fixing things isn’t a skill. Understanding knowledge leads to greater achievements.”

Zane studied hard, never disappointing his grandpa, but sadly, before finishing elementary school, Caden accidentally fell.

triggering dementia. His memories faded slowly,

old enough to help Caden bathe and

Cher began then.

prevent her from encountering her father. He knew

could no longer help her or let her see the

young man likes someone, he often feels an inexplicable sense of

while lifting the syringe. After it was done, he fled with Caden, moving away from

private room. Cher

the point

how could a teenager care for an elderly person? He collapsed under the weight of daily hunger and fatigue.

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