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Clearly, Amelie’s death was more than just torment. It was tangled in deeper, darker truths.

With Amelie gone, the case went cold.

“Aliza was nothing but a pawn for Elva,” Maddox added with a scoff. “Her audacious move against Corrine in Riverveille was reckless, clearly backed by the Quinn family. I tried tracking the cross-border crime syndicate linked to them but was ambushed and lost all potential evidence.”

The strategy was apparent. They wanted Aliza to take the fall in order to shield Elva from any repercussions.

“But how did you recognize Aliza so quickly?” Maddox asked, genuinely puzzled.

This question had been on his mind for a while.

He had scrutinized Amelie’s and Aliza’s faces extensively but could never tell them apart, even after exhaustive efforts.

Even Amelie’s parents, if they were alive, wouldn’t be able to distinguish their true daughter from an impostor. The surgery was done so wlessly.

“Instinct,” Nate responded after a heavy pause, his voice deep and tinged with a static buzz.

Maddox was taken aback.

The simplicity of Nate’s response left him speechless.

Nate’s gaze hardened as he peered into the night.

He recalled his encounter with Aliza at a high-profile event on the Independent Continent years earlier. She never left Elva’s side.

Despite her altered appearance, her ambitious eyes were unmistakable.

“So, what’s your n for Aliza?” Maddox asked, the weight of the situation hanging between them.

Given Aliza’s actions against Corrine, the Quinn family was bound to face repercussions.

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Just as Nate was about to respond, he detected faint footsteps outside. His expression tensed, and he abruptly ended the call.

On the other end, Maddox, hearing the click of the disconnected line, sighed deeply.

He clicked his tongue, amused by Nate’s obviouspliance in front of Corrine.

Meanwhile, Nate appeared to be casually scanning Corrine’s room.

It was cozy but devoid of the typical frills or opulence associated with wealthy young women.

The walls were painted a soft pale yellow with white ents.

The warm lighting lent the room a peaceful, inviting aura.

However, Nate was puzzled by theck of personal touches.

There were no photographs of Corrine, and her belongings were organized meticulously, giving the space an almost impersonal feel.

It reminded him of her life back at Celtis Estate.

It was always poised, as if she were ready to abandon everything at a moment’s notice.

Nate couldn’t help but frown at the thought.

As he was lost in thought, Corrine entered the room.

“Eat,” she instructed, cing food on the table before settling onto the sofa. “Finish quickly and leave.”

She believed it would be awkward if her grandfather saw Nate walking out of her room in the morning.

Nate’s expression tensed slightly. He pulled out a chair, sat down, and started eating slowly.fnd988 This update is avable on f?ndnovel/fnd988

After finishing, he stood, approached the small table by the sofa, and picked up a napkin.

“We need to talk,” he said firmly.

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