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She quickly pulled up a photo on her phone that Vulture had shared with her, gazing at it for a prolonged moment, trying to piece together the puzzle. Jules nced over curiously. Despite itsck of rity, he recognized the figure it portrayed.

“Isn’t that Aunt Kiley? Where did you get this photo?” Jules asked, his brow furrowing at the background and decor that seemed alien to both Lyhaton and anywhere else in this country.

Corrine took a deep breath, her shock slowly subsiding. “I stumbled upon it on the Independent Continent.”

She shared with Jules her unexpected meeting with Jax on the Independent Continent and their intriguing conversation. “I’m convinced she must have been there before.”

Her belief was not just based on what Jax had told her, but also on the evidence in the photo.

“Should we consult Grandpa about this?” Jules proposed.

Corrine ced her phone down, fixing Jules with a thoughtful gaze. “Do you think he would disclose anything?”

He had never spoken of the reason behind her marriage arrangement, much less discussed issues regarding her mother.

Following Kiley’s death, her name had turned into a forbidden subject within the Ford family.

Carl had always made sure Kiley’s safety was protected. Although she was celebrated as the beloved daughter of the Ford family, few knew her true identity.

Once regarded alongside Chelsea, the daughter of the Hoffman family, as one of the most beautiful women in Lyhaton, Kiley’s memory had faded into the shadows.

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Any trace of Kiley had been wiped clean on purpose. It was as if someone had gone out of their way to erase herpletely.

At that moment, Jules’ phone vibrated with a new message. ncing at the screen, his face clouded over. “The tech department couldn’t make sense of the symbols.”

This left two possibilities: either the symbols were nonsensical doodles, or they represented something so ancient that they escaped modernprehension.

Corrine’s expression remained impassive, almost as though she had expected this oue.

“Don’t dwell on it too much. It could simply be a coincidence,” said Jules, trying to ease her thoughts.

Corrine looked down, her thoughts concealed.

She absently twirled the hairpin between her fingers, her eyes lingering on the intricately designed patterns.

It seemed that the only way to uncover any truths would be to seek out Evelyn. Deep down, Corrine felt that discovering the true owner of the hairpin would shed light on the murky path she found herself on.fn8277 Updates are released by FιndＮovel/fn8277

By morning, the clouds had cleared, and sunlight poured in, casting warmth across everything it touched.

Corrine awoke, nced at the clock, and swiftly threw back the covers to head to the bathroom.

Turning on the tap, she cupped water in her hands to ssh her face, then gently patted her skin dry with a washcloth while examining herplexion in the mirror.

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