The lost heiress never forgiven

The Lost Heiress 360

Chapter 360 Traces of the Past

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Over the next few days, Johnathan devoted most of his energy

to investigating Quinn.

But since it had all happened overseas, there wasn’t much he could find.

From everything he managed to uncover, it all matched what Quinn had told him. She had spent those years studying abroad, grew a little closer to him during that time, and then there was Timothy.

Later, when Johnathan disapproved of her being with Timothy, they stopped staying in touch.

After graduation, Quinn worked for a short while before marrying Timothy. A little over a year later, Dora was born.

After Dora’s birth, Quinn stopped working altogether. She rarely appeared in public after that. Whenever she did, she looked exhausted and worn out, always saying her daughter was sick.

During those years, she hadn’t made any particularly close friends either. All of this was information Johnathan gathered from her old workplace and neighbors.

“What exactly are you trying to find? There’s nothing wrong with her. She’s just an ordinary

woman.

The man helping Johnathan investigate was someone he had met overseas. He had a wide network and was someone Johnathan was quite familiar with, though not as close as Mateo.

That same man had also helped Johnathan collect those black market drugs recently.

hadn’t hidden much from him. He simply said, “Some research data from those years. was leaked. She was the only one who

how serious this was, the man

only one who ever entered your home? She studied finance. Would she even know what to do with

else had gotten their hands on it, could

think about it again. You dig deeper, too.” Johnathan said

I’ll check more

Johnathan pressed his fingers against his forehead

abroad.

so many years, the details remained

through everything piece by piece in his mind until

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and hired a short–term housekeeper, someone who

cook for him.

event had been so minor

If he remembered correctly, it had

drove straight to Quinn’s small

the door and saw it was him, she couldn’t

had time to

you and

Dora

better, Quinn answered, going into the room to

did look better–her little face had filled out some, no longer looking so

play,” he said,

at Quinn for a second before quietly heading back

poured Johnathan a glass of water and sat down. “Once Dora’s a little better, I’ll