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Adeline nodded at him. “How about you?” he asked her. “Oh, uh…” she suddenly lost herself after getting distracted because of Thomas. She was still in the middle of looking at his colorless appearance. “Are you down to have a Korean breakfast with me?” he continued. They get to stare at each other before Adeline smiles and nods at him as a response. They toured the inside of the entire store looking for something to eat until Adeline found something she wanted. Upon reaching the counter, Adeline realized she bought a lot since she was holding a small basket to carry all the items she took.

For a moment, I let myself be happy with the fact that Bianca is alive, and well enough to risk sending me this letter. I may not know her reasons, but Bianca wants me to find these people on the list. She may not be in a position to find them, but she believes they’re important to look into, and I’m going to do just that. There’s a knock on the door, forcing me to gather myself and walk towards it. “Miss Jean? Hana sent me. She said you needed some tea...” “Adeline,” I whisper, eyes wide and staring. “You’re here. But--”

she asked. Those five men in black looked at each other and then nodded. “The boss told us to make sure to aid you if you need anything,” One of them said, tapping the other one to ask him to bring the car. “Thank you,” Hazel said. Seconds have passed and the car is already in front of them. They all headed inside. Hazel took Adeline’s phone and tried to ask her the address of her new condo. Adeline came from a rich family. She wanted to be independent and live a simple life. That’s why even though her family has money to let her study in a prestigious university, she chose the school she was studying at right now.

After multiple calls to the police, she was committed to a psychiatric hospital. As for Jamie, I heard from one of Elias' old classmates that his college buddy had scammed her out of everything. He used her identity to take out massive loans from loan sharks, then disappeared with all her money. He left her drowning in debt. Debt collectors showed up at her door constantly. She was frequently beaten and chased into the streets. When she couldn't pay, they made her work it off in other ways. Her life became utterly miserable. Meanwhile, Adrian and I continued traveling the world in an RV. With his help, I relaunched my design studio online.

Someone's spreading rumors about you online! I tapped the link, and a bold headline filled the screen: [Cold-Blooded Doctor Refuses to Save a Life, Killing Fiancée's First Love to Keep Their Wedding Fund for Himself] The thumbnail showed Jeannie with tears streaming down her face. I leaned back in my chair. "The show's finally starting." In the video, Jeannie was wearing an old T-shirt that looked faded from countless washes. Her hair was messy, and her face looked pale and exhausted. She stared into the camera, crying so hard that it seemed she could barely breathe.

I asked as I got up from the bed, walking towards the table in the room, I poured myself a cup of water as I waited for him to speak. "I found Miss Adeline." He tells me, I paused as soon as I heard that, he found Adeline? the same place Ran told me about? "Where is she?" I asked him, "I will send you an address now sir, it is an abandoned building on the east side, it is heavily guarded." He tells me. "Send me the address," I tell him and hung up the call, I looked at the time and it was already twenty minutes past 7 am.

Baker says the name like he's handing me a loaded gun and in a way, he is because going after Tasha means pulling a thread that connects the art sabotage to the mole in the mansion, to Ryan Holt, to Gerald Miller, and to a twenty-year-old double murder. One single thread. And if I pull it, everything unravels. When I pull it. The heart beats steady, the baby turns and the documents on the table between us, and the glow under the diner's fluorescent lights like a map to a war I didn't start but am going to finish.

The air was thick with everything unsaid. So I moved. Carefully at first—until I realized my ankle wasn’t hurting anymore. I paused halfway down the stairs, flexing the joint. The pain that had crippled me was gone. Just… gone. Like it had never existed. My heart thudded. Something about that wasn’t natural. I padded down the steps. Abaddon stood at the far end of the living room with Kiwor and Huron. Tension hung between them like static. Huron’s head was down. His red curls clung to his face like a curtain of shame.

Everyone immediately gave their focus to Adeline. "No? What do you mean Adeline?” “Don't tell Mommy yet,” said Adeline. "So? What will we do? Uncle Adrian has turned into a very bad person. I'm worried that something unexpected will happen to our family," said Delilah. “Uncle Adrian is also our family. He is part of the Houston family. Did you guys forget that?” The others fell silent at Adeline's unexpected words.

Even the staff knew never to speak too loudly of things Carlisle wished kept hidden. “Adeline,” she whispered. “Adeline Reynolds. Teacher at the elementary school. Her father runs the hardware store in town. Her mother volunteers at the hospital.” She paused, considering something. “She asks questions, Georgia. About the house. About the rooms she’s not allowed to enter. She’s not...she’s not a fool.” Adeline.