Chapter 18

Tristan picked up his glass and downed his drink. "Xav, she's dead. Let bygones be bygones."

As soon as he said that, he realized that he was actually speaking up for Yvette.

But Xavier didn't realize that something was different about Tristan that day. The former continued to read on. Just as he was nearly finished, his

one rang. He picked it up and saw

that it was Mark.

"Mr. Lane, I've tracked down Claude's movements." Then, Mark sent him an address.

When Xavier opened it, he saw that it was a small, remote county called Sangine County. It sounded a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.

When Xavier didn't say anything after a long silence, Tristan couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter?"

Xavier got up. "I have to go somewhere. Call me if anything happens." Without saying another word, he got his coat and walked out the door.

Tristan wanted to ask Xavier where he was going, but the latter left in a hurry. Soon, Tristan was the only person left in the manor.

It was getting late, and he hadn't gotten much sleep. So, he decided to just stay the night there.

At dawn, Xavier finally reached Sangine County. The sky was

I was getting heavier.

black umbrella as Tristan got

car.

the countryside of Sangine County, he explained, "When we found out that Claude had made

that Ms. Snyder's nanny, who took on the role as Ms. Snyder's adoptive nother when she was a

Adoptive mother...

the pouring rain,

sounded so familiar now. Yvette had mentioned it to

whenever there had been a special occasion, Yvette had asked him nervously, Xav, there's something I need to go to Sangine County for. Can

where she had gone, so he

her in an indifferent tone, "Go wherever you want. You

informed him whenever she had wanted to go somewhere. She hadn't liked going out much. So, most of the time that she had gone out, it had been

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When he took a closer look, he realized the

back at Xavier. The latter made a gesture,

forward to break down the

"Wait here," Xavier said.

"Yes."

the face. The house was very squalid, and the smell of mold

there

inside, his gaze fell on a black-and-white photo on

Picking up the photo, he gazed at it for a long

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