h4Chapter 79: identally Obtaining Evidence/h4

Robert nced at E with a puzzled expression, "Yes, I do. Why are you suddenly interested in your mother’s belongings?"

E gave a bitter smile, "I just want to feel her presence and remember her."

Noticing the sorrow in his daughter’s eyes, Robert paused for a moment. "I understand. There are still some of her things in my safe. I’ll get them for youter."

Robert knew that after being hurt by Kevin, E would naturally long for her family even more.

"Thank you, Dad," E replied softly. She wanted to keep her mother’s belongings herself, hoping that one day, when she found her biological father, she could give them to him.

"Honey, you’ve been so busytely. Have a few more eggs to replenish yourself," Brianna said with a gentle smile. Robert nodded slightly, but looking at his wife’s face, he couldn’t help but think of Emily.

Hannah frequently shot E venomous looks, but with Robert present, she restrained herself.

After breakfast, Robert handed E a small cardboard box. "These are your mother’s essories. You should keep them."

E took the box with a heavy heart, hoping to find evidence that her mother had been poisoned.

But she knew it was just a hope.

Robert left, and Brianna sat there nkly, her eyes filled with resentment. E carried the box back to her room and locked the door.

She ced the box on the table and gently opened it. Inside, there were a few diamond nes, a ring, and a diary.

Nothing else.

E took out the diary, her hands trembling as she opened it.

The diary detailed E’s early years, from her birth until she was almost three years old.

When she was three, Isabe passed away, so there were no more entries.

There was no mention of Robert in the diary.

Did this mean that her mother had never loved Robert?

E was filled with questions as she looked at the neat handwriting, tears streaming down her face.

She slowly flipped through the pages, reaching the entries when she was two years and nine months old.

"Today my daughter said ’Mommy, I love you,’ which made me happy for half the day. The little girl doesn’t know where she learned it from... My health is getting worse. If something happens to me, who will take care of my daughter?"

"My daughter had a fight with the neighbor’s child, and her face was scratched. I cried when I saw her."

"I feel so weak all over, I can’t even get out of bed. Writing a few words makes my hands ache. My poor daughter keeps trying to pull me out of bed to y with her, but I had to refuse. She cried for a while and then quietly yed by my bedside..."

The more E read, the more tears she shed.

She couldn’t imagine how desperate her mother must have felt at that time, living in torment, perhaps never knowing happiness.

But for her, her mother had hoped to live on.

The diary ended when E was two years and ten months old.

E’s hands trembled, and her throat felt like it was filled with cotton, unable to cry out.

Thest few pages contained only a few letters and numbers.

She looked closely. The first page had an "I," the second page had a "C," the third page had a series of numbers, 1239856, and the fourth page had the letters ."

What did these letters and numbers mean?

E’s tears stopped as she carefully examined the following pages.

The diary still had half of its pages left, and every few pages, there was a number.

E quickly picked up a pen and wrote down all the numbers.

Finally, she got a string of numbers: 20040809. What does this mean?

E scrutinized the paper with the letters and numbers. Suddenly, a thought struck her, and she hurriedly opened herptop.

The letters corresponded to the initials of her mother’s name, while the numbers could be a password. And " was clearly an email suffix.

Could the first part be an email address, and the numbers a password?

This subtle hint would have been impossible to decipher if E hadn’t paid close attention!

Was her mother trying to tell her something?

E’s heart raced. She immediately used the email and password from the note to log in.

To her astonishment, she sessfully logged in!

Overwhelmed with excitement, E entered the inbox, which was empty. However, in the drafts folder, she found an unsent file. She opened it—it was an audio recording!

E’s hands trembled as she downloaded the audio file.

Once downloaded, she lowered theptop’s volume to a whisper, ensuring only she could hear it.

Then, she yed the audio.

"Why did you do that? If you do this, she will die!"Robert’s calm voice resonated.

E felt a chill run down her spine!

So, this audio her mother had hidden was evidence of Brianna’s murder!

"Honey, what are you talking about? I don’t understand! Besides, I’ve been taking care of her for so long. Shouldn’t you be praising me?" Brianna’s soft voice echoed,ced with cold sarcasm.

E clenched her fists in anger. Brianna was despicable!

Even at that moment, she wouldn’t admit it!

"The poison in Isabe’s milk, you put it there, didn’t you? I saw you add something to the milk. I had it tested—it was a slow-acting poison!"

"I did not! Honey, don’t nder me!" Brianna denied it to the end!

"Isabe seems... beyond saving now."

"Darling, for the sake of the daughter I bore you, can’t you just leave it alone? She’s almost dead, and nothing can save her, right?" Brianna pleaded.

"Hmph, that woman became a hag long ago. I found her repulsive. But this is good—once she’s dead, you can be my wife!"

"Yes, and our daughter can finally call you Daddy openly," Brianna said with augh. The recording ended there.

Robert’s voice remained calm throughout.

He wasn’t angry about his first wife being poisoned, indicating he had long lost any affection for her!

That’s why her mother secretly recorded this, but without concrete evidence, she hadn’t sent it out?

Or...

E couldn’t bear to imagine.

Her heart was filled with uncontroble rage!

Robert! That scumbag! While her mother was being poisoned to death, he remained so calm!

And Brianna, that vile woman with a heart of stone, someday, she would make them both pay dearly!

E downloaded the audio to her phone, deleted the file from theptop, and cleared the browser history.

Afterward, E shredded the note into tiny pieces, carefully put away her mother’s belongings, grabbed her phone and purse, and rushed out the door.