Bianca remained composed and grinned. “Ms. Thompson, don’t you trust me?”

“I only trust in evidence.”

“But Nala Chriss is missing, and it’s linked to Lena’s adoptive father and brother. That’s a fact!”

Lina blinked, surprised and almost bursting into laughter. How could someone tell such blatant lies with a straight face?

Did she truly believe the security cameras in the hotel’s backyard were completely malfunctioning? Did she genuinely think that with the Thompsons and Hamertons’ resources, they couldn’t fix a single surveillance camera?

Zuko comfortingly patted Lina’s shoulder and discreetly handed her his phone.

Lina glanced at the message he had received from his subordinate: [Mr. Hamerton, we’re working diligently to recover the surveillance data. The truth will come out very soon!]

Lina couldn’t help but stifle a laugh. Bianca was only making her situation worse by hastily accusing Lena. They just needed to remain patient, and she would expose herself.

Just then, the butler rushed in, looking somewhat flustered. Several police officers followed him. They scanned the room and sternly inquired, “Can anyone here confirm that they are Lena Harding?”

Fleur stood up straight. “Officers, what’s going on?”

“Are you Lena Harding?”

“I—”

“We’ve received a report linking Ms. Lena Harding to a kidnapping case.”

“What?”

Lena was alarmed.

“Please cooperate with our investigation, Ms. Harding. Come with us.”

It had been more than a day since Nala was kidnapped.

time, Drake had brought them food only once, consisting of a bowl of cold, watery soup and a stale bun. Nala had been pampered since childhood and had never seen such meager rations. She wanted to cry but held back her tears,

reached for her small

met. Her hair was disheveled from Drake’s makeover,

sudden pang in his

provisions—the only

Nala began to cough violently, a piece of the stale bun stuck in her throat. Alexander quickly

piece of the bun and dipped it into the soup, encouraging Nala

tasty, but this is our situation… Nala, people can’t change their surroundings. They can only adapt to survive. Do

crumbs. She stared at him for a moment before

the energy to do what

took the bun,

remarked, “This bun is as hard as a brick.

he said that, an idea struck him. He slowly turned to look at

a brief

“Huh?”

what you need

grinned. “Ms. Thompson, don’t

only trust

Nala Chriss is missing, and it’s linked to

surprised and almost bursting into laughter. How could someone tell

completely malfunctioning? Did she genuinely think that with the Thompsons and Hamertons’ resources, they couldn’t

Lina’s shoulder and discreetly handed

we’re working diligently to recover the surveillance data. The truth

worse by hastily accusing Lena. They just needed to remain patient, and

him. They scanned the room and

up straight. “Officers,

“Are you Lena Harding?”

“I—”

linking Ms. Lena Harding to

“What?”

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