Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

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Her silence might well be the best answer she could give.

Remington lingered in the bedroom for a long while, aware that once she awoke, he might never again have the chance to be this close to her.

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Ray waited outside. When Remington emerged, Ray followed him into the study.

"Mr. Remington Dashiell, you should rest for a bit..." Ray said, his eyes filled with concern.

Though Remington appeared unscathed, standing tall and walking steadily, Ray couldn't shake the feeling that he was like a bow stretched to its limit, ready to snap at any moment. He had internal injuries that had never been allowed to heal.

"It's nothing. What have you found out?" Remington asked as he sat down behind his desk, rubbing his temples. "We still haven't found Lambert's phone, but we did get his call log. It shows the last call was from his girlfriend. According to the timeline, he must have snuck out right after that call." Lambert was the donor matched with Daisyseph for the bone marrow transplant.

"Dig deeper!" Remington commanded.

"Mr. Remington Dashiell, do you think this wasn't an accident? That he was murdered?" Ray inquired. Remington pondered for a moment before replying, "Lambert had been cooperative since we agreed on the donation terms. Why would he suddenly sneak out that night? He couldn't swim, and one would think he'd stay away from the lake late at night, yet he drowned." "It is suspicious. If Lambert was indeed murdered, then someone was using Mrs. Hanna Dashiell as a puppet," Ray agreed.

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Remington's eyes narrowed slightly. "Exactly. And for someone to do that, they'd have to know that Liz had an amniocentesis, that Hanna secretly arranged a typing, and that it was a match." Lizetta had only undergone amniocentesis once. That time, he rushed over and personally smashed the doctor's syringe, but only now did he realize that the doctor had drawn two samples. The other sample had been safely stored before he arrived.

Because amniocentesis for typing is more complicated and less accurate than cord blood typing, Hanna thought of drawing more for multiple typings. Hanna did the typing in secret. She said she hadn't told anyone when the typing was successful.

So, how did someone find out? "At the time, Evelina was behind the amniocentesis scheme, and she's been locked up at the West family's place recently," Ray said, his voice tightening and eyebrows furrowing. "Mr. Remington Dashiell, do you still suspect the West family?" The day had fully broken, sunlight streaming in and illuminating Remington's face, though it did little to softer his stern, brooding I.ne features. His eyes, caught in the sunlight, gleamed red. "Yesterday, when Liz went there, the West family was too well-prepared!"

It was clear the West family had anticipated Lizetta's motives for visiting, setting a trap for her in m advance. If it were purely Hanna's doing, and the West family was oblivious, how could they have prepared so defensively? "Find out if Hanna accidentally let slip about the amniocentesis typing, and check if the typing doctor had contact with any suspicious individuals."

After giving his orders, Ray turned to leave. He had taken a few steps m when he turned back, urging, "Mr. N Remington Dashiell, please get srest. Your eyes are red from lack of sleep." Once Ray had left, Remington closed

his eyes briefly, standing to light a cigarette, but he didn't go to rest. He resty thought of Lizetta, who should be t waking up by now, unaware of what situation she would find herself in. He was too worried to sleep. Yet, Lizetta didn't wake. She remained unconscious, for over a day and a night, with no signs of waking up, which was far from normal.

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