Chapter 258 Maeve Lenoir
âThe hospital doctors called the police. The police had just filed a case when lan was sent to the mental hospital. HoweverâŠâ
âWhat is it?â
Damien furrowed his brows. As he walked, he took the photos from Mr. Hampson.
âHowever, someone dug out one eye, chopped off two fingers, and broke both legs.â
After listening to Mr. Hampson, Damien wrinkled his brows. His gaze fell on the photos of lan.
Ianâs b*dy was bloody. He was tied with rope, and his legs were in strange positions. They had, indeed, been broken.
His left eye and left hand were terribly red.
âThis is a little too cruelâŠâ
Mr. Hampson followed behind Damien. âFrom what Ian said, a woman in a wheelchair instructed people to do it.â
âHeâs suffered a great shock. He doesnât know where it happened and canât describe its location.â
âHere.â
Mr. Hampson moved closer and pulled out a letter behind the last photo. âBut the nurses found this on him.â
It was an envelope.
Damien took out its contents. It was a printed letter on an A4-sized sheet of paper.
The letter was addressed to Damien.
âWhen have the Lenoirs become so kind and tender-hearted?â
âHe killed your flesh and blood, but youâre only locking him up? How compa*sionate.
Damien gripped the paper, and his gaze gradually darkened.
He turned the paper over.
Two letters were written behind the paper. âMâ
Damien gripped the paper ferociously. He was so agitated that he almost ripped the paper to
shreds.
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It was the womanâs initials. The woman who had died in a fire thirteen years ago.
His elder sister, Maeve Lenoir.
âIs something wrong, Mr. Lenoir?â
Mr. Hampson asked with slight fear and trepidation when he sensed that the atmosphere around. the man before him had abruptly turned cold.
Damien stood on the spot like a statue, but his demeanor was so stifling that Mr. Hampson almost couldnât breathe.
Mr. Hampson could only speak more cautiously. âMr. LenoirâŠâ
âInvestigate.â
The man shut his eyes. His deep voice was sinister and frightening. âFind this afternoonâs traffic camera footage and find out who kidnapped lan.â
âAlright!â
Mr. Hampson excused himself and rushed down the stairs.
Damien sat in his chair in the study room, and his burning gaze stared at the letters âMLâ written. on the paper.
These two letters were different from the other words. They were handwritten.
Their parents had pa*sed away when he was young. Every time he brought his test papers home, the woman had personally written the two letters âML. before stroking his head. âAlright, hereâs your guardianâs signature!â
At the time, he was young and always mumbled, âThe teacher said to sign your name, not write your initials.â
She personally went to school and talked to his homeroom teacher about it. âIâm his elder sister, so Iâm his guardian. My written initials prove that heâs shown it to me earnestly. I hope you can
understand.â
After she left, Damienâs homeroom teacher discussed it with him and praised his sister. âYour sister is extraordinary.â
Damien shut his eyes.
It had been thirteen years.
She had pa*sed away thirteen years ago. Few people in Adania knew her name, and fewer knew she liked to sign her name in this way.
The man gripped the white paper in his hands.
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