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“I’ve never seen this before.” Philipcouldn’t manage a smile.

Marve continued, “Really? But I found it inChapter your clothes, Uncle Phil. Considering how carefully you kept it, it’s hard to believe that you’ve never seen it.”

“Maeve, I’ve raised you for years, and is this how you repay me? just to question me?”

Zion suddenly kicked the table beside him.

Startled, Philip looked at Zion, who spoke coldly, “Answer her questions clearly.”

Faced with Zion’s stemness, Philip took a deep breath and said, “Yes, the key is mine! It’s just for the family storeroom. It isn’t even worth much.”

“Is it for the storeroom or the memorial hall?”

the mention of “memorial hall“, Philip’s expression shifted drastically.

Did you steal the memorial

gave it to

e years ago!”

chilling

anger deflated as he was intimidated by Zion. He sank back into his chair reluctantly and mumbled, “Mavy, despite my

you’d harm your own niece, it’s not

bristle. “Marve, what do your mean? Are you accusing me of killing Patrick?”

straight.” Zion’s voice cut

dared not overstep. He clenched his teeth and said, “Fine, if you think I killed Patrick, then so be

your self–righteousness makes it seem like you’re not the killer but a

Zion’s evidence, Maeve never would have guessed that once–c close brothers

man named Ethan Reed to do something for you, promising to help save

been unraveling for over a

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