By the time Yvette and I walked out of the police station, she still looked dazed.“Queenie, we both entered the Grant family together, so why do you know so much more than I do?”I gave a faint smile and explained, “Do you remember what I told you the day before the DNA test?”She froze for a few seconds, clearly trying to piece together the hidden meaning behind my words that day.“That day, I went into Mr. Grant’s study and saw a family photo in the corner.”Yvette shot me a confused look.“Just from a photo, you figured all this out?”I nodded, then shook my head. “Of course, I did some digging afterward. But the main thing was, Mr. Grant guarded his study closely. I couldn’t get in without his permission.”As Yvette stared at me wide-eyed, I went on calmly, “So, that night, after everyone fell asleep, I cut the power, picked the lock, and went in. That was when I saw all the evidence. I put everything back, though. I didn’t want to tip them off.”Realization dawned on her
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