"Thinking about the contract stuff."

It was just a hunch he had, but Jerome hesitated for a moment, choosing not to voice it out loud.

Nelson, with a serious tone, reminded, "When it comes to work, think about work. But when you're looking for someone for Andrea, don't just consider their capabilities. The key is to find someone who knows how to cherish her, not someone like Remington. That's a definite no-go."

"Grandpa's right," Jerome said, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Ah, poor Liz. It's strange, though, I feel just as upset when she's mistreated as I do when Andrea is. But at the end of the day, she's not related by blood, so it's not really our place to interfere too much. If I hadn't been so sure that your aunt didn't have twins, and that Andrea was definitely your aunt's daughter, I'd start wondering if Liz was a part of the Madden family too."

Nelson sighed again, and Jerome's grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly.

That was also his point of confusion. Eight years ago, Mrs. Bernice Madden began to show signs of dementia and started not recognizing people, but she was especially averse to Andrea. Insisting Andrea wasn't her niece's child, so Nelson secretly had a DNA test done between Andrea and the Maddens. The results showed no issues. That's why, when he first saw Lizetta and thought she resembled Elsa, he didn't think much of it....

possible that the DNA test back then

slightly, Remington had already left the hospital. At his feet was the bag Jerome had given

Remington Dashiell, are you really going to bring these to the missus? Want me to chuck it in the back?" Ray got in the car, following Remington's gaze to the

reached into

He opened the box to reveal a delicately hand-sewn pink sachet, embroidered with beautiful gardenia patterns. The herbs inside must have been specially selected, exuding a

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before extending his hand towards Ray. Ray immediately handed over his pocketknife, and Remington carefully cut open the stitches along the edge of the sachet. Soon, a tiny tracking device was pushed out from the opened

"Clever move, Jerome. Really

this, was Jerome

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