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It was just a hunch he had, but Jerhesitated 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," Jersaid, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"Ah, poor Liz. It's strange, though, | feel just as upset when she's mistreated as | 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 | 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....
But could it be possible that the DNA test back then was falsified?
As Jerpondered, furrowing his brow slightly, Remington had already left the hospital. At his feet was the bag
Jerhad given him.
"Mr. Remington Dashiell, are you really going to bring these to the missus? Wantto chuck it in the back?" Ray
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Remington reached into the bag,
pulling out the topmost rectangular velvet box. 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
refreshing and subtle fragrance.
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"Knife." Remington caressed the sachet briefly 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 seam.
Ray's expression darkened, "Clever move, Jerome. Really sneaky!"
Had Mr. Remington Dashiell not been cautious and discovered this, was Jerplanning to sneak in under the
cover of night?
A flicker of coldness flashed in Remington's eyes as he rolled down the window and tossed the tracker outside.
The device rolled into the middle of the street, quickly crushed into pieces by a passing car. Remington handed
the torn sachet back to Ray, instructing, "Have someone stitch this up."
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"She had a connection with Mrs. Bernice Madden. Mrs. Bernice Madden made it for her; she'll be happy to
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