Had I just been given a backhanded compliment? I pursed my lips as I waited for his reply.

He paused for a moment, before looking at me and said, "If I continue to keep my mouth shut, will I not only offend the Roberts and the Moore Family, but also the Reid family?" I raised my eyebrows and said, "Your words, not mine!"

He tsked, "This is really a headache!" After some thinking, he said, "Why are you so sure that the body discovered by the police is not Hendrix?"

It took me a brief moment to answer. "Although that man's built bore some resemblance to Hendrix, he did not give me the sense of warmth and ease that Hendrix gives me."

on your memory and gut feeling,

a moment and nodded. "Hendrix is my husband. There's no way I would mistake someone else for him. That body is not him. I'm sure of it!" I

satisfied with what I said. After a pause, he said, "Okay. Anyway, there is nothing much we can do. Didn't your father assign many people for you? Get them to investigate the whereabouts of Kaleb during his time in Oakland, and then send some people to follow the trail. If you discover any heavily guarded area, there's a slim chance Hendrix might be held there. However, according to my current understanding

looked at me leisurely and said, "I'm thinking, maybe the mastermind behind all this is not Kaleb. Just think about it. Did you notice anything odd recently, or was there anything different about Hendrix

for a moment. Then, I looked at him and said, "Before the accident happened..." Before the accident, Naomi sent me messages, saying that Sebastian had come to Oakland. She asked me to

more person. The

silent for a moment. He seemed to be thinking. When he saw me calling Sebastian, he suddenly snatched the phone away. He looked at me like I was an idiot. "Is there nothing but sh*t

confused me. I looked at him with a frown. "Why are you like

is a friend or a foe, and you're already calling him. What was Hendrix thinking, is

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