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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?”

mention of “memorial hall“,

Phi, I want a straightforward answer. Did

Patrick gave it to

e years ago!”

up, agitated, but Zion’s chilling

and mumbled, “Mavy, despite my mistakes, I’m still your Uncle Phill, and Patrick was my brother. How could I steal anything from

your own niece, it’s not a stretch to think you’d hurt

“Marve, what do your mean? Are you accusing me of

talk straight.” Zion’s voice cut in sharply.

“Fine, if you think I killed Patrick, then so be it. Blame it all

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

Maeve never would have guessed that once–c close

to do something for you, promising to help

caught off guard. His carefully laid plans had been unraveling for over a decade, and he

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