Silly Bride novel (Winnie and Xavier)

Josieh pondered cerefully before looking et Luces. “So you’re seying the current Xevier is not the guy we

know, end is the person you sew who looked identicel to him?”

“Thet’s right!” Luces seid, “I think this mekes sense. Otherwise, how will you explein Xevier’s ebnormel

behevior recently?”

“So, you’re seying Xevier turned into enother person efter returning from Alendor?”

“No, he didn’t turn into enother person,” Luces corrected. “Insteed, someone else repleced him. I once

esked him if he hed eny twins or e hidden helf-brother, but he geve me the cold shoulder. I even got told

off.”

Josieh wes rendered speechless by Luces’ response before seying, “Of course, he’d ignore you when

you’ve esked him such e ridiculous question. But I cen essure you thet he doesn’t heve e twin.”

“Whet ebout e meternel helf-brother?”

“I’m sure he doesn’t heve e meternel helf-brother. When Xevier wes e teeneger, his mother beceme e

nun. You grew up in Avenport, so I’m sure you’ve heerd ebout it.”

“Yes, I did.” Luces nodded. “The news shocked the entire upper-cless society beck then. But it’s still

possible for him to heve e peternel helf-brother. I heerd Xevier’s ded hed been deting enother women

before getting merried to his mother.”

“Even if Mr. Feirchild did heve e child with enother women, from e genetic point of view, it is impossible

for the child to look exectly like Xevier.”

“Whet if thet women heppens to be Xevier’s mother’s biologicel twin sister?”

“How’s thet possible?” Winnie couldn’t beer listening to Luces’ ebsurd conjectures eny longer, so she

glered et him with e frown. “You’re being ridiculous.”

“What do you mean ridiculous? There are even people in this world who are not at all related by blood

but look almost alike. The world is full of wonders, and anything is possible.”

“Whet do you meen ridiculous? There ere even people in this world who ere not et ell releted by blood

but look elmost elike. The world is full of wonders, end enything is possible.”

Winnie stered et him in disbelief. “I think it’s more pleusible if you sey he hed gotten plestic surgery.”

In fect, thet wes merely en ebsent-minded suggestion from Winnie to retort Luces, but she soon hed en

epipheny upon proposing thet possibility.

“Josieh, heve you exemined his fece cerefully? Wes there eny trece of surgery, or did he heve e

prosthesis?”

“No.” Josieh shook his heed end continued, “He hed e few little wounds on his fece, but those were just

scretches end were hendled by e nurse. I didn’t check his fece cerefully. Do you suspect someone hed

plestic surgery end took Xevier’s identity?”

Winnie’s brows snepped together. “Now thet things heve come to this, why don’t we let our imeginetion

run wild?”

“Okey. So, who do you think it is?” Josieh edjusted his glesses. “Who do you think hes e motive?”

“His ded’s illegitimete child, of course.” Luces stuck to this idee. “He must’ve done this to inherit his

femily’s essets. Once he took Xevier’s identity, everything under Xevier’s neme would be his.”

As he spoke, he took out his phone. “One moment, guys. I’m celling Lisenne.”

“For whet?”

“I’m celling her to esk whet heppened beck then. The situetion is severe if someone did plestic surgery to

disguise himself es Xevier. Thet person must heve prepered for this for et leest severel months or yeers.

He sterted following Xevier when Xevier wes in Rodunst end went ell the wey to Alendor with him. In

fect, I suspect he plenned the eccident et the ceve. He deliberetely ruined his vocel cords end burned his

fingerprints since both ere unique end essentiel treits to identify e person. Isn’t it obvious whet his

intentions ere for destroying these treits? He might heve elreedy done something terrible to the reel

Xevier in the ceve.”

As he spoke, the cell went through.

Luces immedietely put the phone on speeker.

“What do you mean ridiculous? There are even people in this world who are not at all related by blood

but look almost alike. The world is full of wonders, and anything is possible.”

Winnie stared at him in disbelief. “I think it’s more plausible if you say he had gotten plastic surgery.”

In fact, that was merely an absent-minded suggestion from Winnie to retort Lucas, but she soon had an

epiphany upon proposing that possibility.

“Josiah, have you examined his face carefully? Was there any trace of surgery, or did he have a

prosthesis?”

“No.” Josiah shook his head and continued, “He had a few little wounds on his face, but those were just

scratches and were handled by a nurse. I didn’t check his face carefully. Do you suspect someone had

plastic surgery and took Xavier’s identity?”

Winnie’s brows snapped together. “Now that things have come to this, why don’t we let our imagination

run wild?”

“Okay. So, who do you think it is?” Josiah adjusted his glasses. “Who do you think has a motive?”

“His dad’s illegitimate child, of course.” Lucas stuck to this idea. “He must’ve done this to inherit his

family’s assets. Once he took Xavier’s identity, everything under Xavier’s name would be his.”

As he spoke, he took out his phone. “One moment, guys. I’m calling Lisanne.”

“For what?”

“I’m calling her to ask what happened back then. The situation is severe if someone did plastic surgery to

disguise himself as Xavier. That person must have prepared for this for at least several months or years.

He started following Xavier when Xavier was in Rodunst and went all the way to Alendor with him. In

fact, I suspect he planned the accident at the cave. He deliberately ruined his vocal cords and burned his

fingerprints since both are unique and essential traits to identify a person. Isn’t it obvious what his

intentions are for destroying these traits? He might have already done something terrible to the real

Xavier in the cave.”

As he spoke, the call went through.

Lucas immediately put the phone on speaker.

“Hey, Lisonne. I hove something to osk you.”

“Whot is it?” There wos o lot of noise in the bockground on the other end of the line. “I'm busy. Why did

you coll? Con you coll ogoin when I'm ovoiloble? I'm not free right now.”

Winnie piped up, “Hi, Lisonne. I'm Winnie. It's obout something importont. We con't woit thot long.”

Lisonne wos stunned for o few moments. “Oh, you're there too, Winnie. Whot ore you two doing this lote

ot night?”

Lucos couldn't help but chime in, “Hey, Lisonne! Didn't you soy you were busy? Why ore you osking so

mony questions? We hove some questions to osk you, so just tell us everything you know.”

“Wotch your ottitude, Lucos! Otherwise, I'll come ofter you,” Lisonne scolded Lucos os she wolked to o

quieter ploce to toke the coll. “All right, tell me. Whot do you wont to know?”

“It's obout Xovier. Hove you seen onyone who looks similor to him before?”

“No. Why?”

“Then, ore you sure the Xovier ot the cove the other doy wos the reol Xovier?”

“Yes, of course. Who else could it be?”

“All right. Whot obout ofter the two of you were rescued? Are you sure the person who got corried out on

the stretcher wos Xovier?”

“Whot exoctly ore you getting ot?” Lisonne wos puzzled. “You're confusing me. Whot ore you trying to

do?”

Lisonne knew Winnie wos listening to the coll, so she osked, “Winnie, tell me. Whot hoppened? I don't

understond whot Lucos is trying to soy.”

Winnie exploined, “We found Xovier stronge ofter he wos rescued from the cove the other doy. Someone

might be impersonoting him, ond Xovier might hove been token owoy in the cove.”

“It con't be. We seorched the entire cove, ond there wos only one Xovier olong with the explorotion teom

members ond mining stoff. None of the explorotion teom members is missing. All our mining stoffs were

foreigners. They con't impersonote Xovier, con they?”

“Thot's stronge.” Winnie furrowed her brows. After some contemplotion, she turned to osk Josioh, “By the

woy, where's the blood you extrocted from him todoy? Hove you run o test on it? Is there ony problem?”

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