Chapter 681


    Chapter 681


    Conrad squeezed the package that was less than twenty centimeters in his hand and contemted


    throwing it directly into the trash can. However, he knew that doing so would raise even more suspicion


    from Fia.


    So, he found a small knife and opened the package before her to reveal its contents. It was wrapped in


    a white stic bag.


    Fia approached him and snatched it away to open it herself.


    Inside were some photos andbeled papers.


    The photos were of Esme, and thebeled papers were in her handwriting. The words on thebels


    appeared somewhat old, and the pictures were of Esme in her teenage years.


    Fia’s hands shook, causing a few of the photos to fall to the ground. She held onto thebeled papers


    and began reading them out loud, “The weather was clear today. I invited Conrad to the riverside, but


    he refused. When I was deeply upset by his rejection, he called me half an hourter to say he wanted


    to take me and Fia to see the Flowerhorn cichlid.”


    Fia read several notes in one breath, all documenting Esme’s attempts to invite Conrad actively but


    being continuously rejected before being followed shortly by suggestions of outing for both Esme and


    Fia.


    Each time, Conrad would take them to activities that were interesting: observing Flowerhorn cichlid,


    crocodiles, dinosaur replicas, and the famous people’s pavilion throughout the city.


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    As Conrad listened to Fia recite the contents, memories began to resurface. Since the start, when he


    nned on making up for Esme’s invites, he always intended to bring along her timid sister.


    They never had a truly romantic date like a couple would.


    “Who sent this?” Fia’s heart turned cold as she held the photos andbeled papers.


    Conrad gave her a nk look. “I don’t know.”


    “The contents here use me of not understanding boundaries and asking if I needed to apany


    you and her every time you guys had a date!” Fia’s voice was sharp as she struggled to contain her


    emotions.


    Conrad frowned and said seriously, “Back then, I simply assumed the two of you had a good sisterly


    rtionship. Since you were timid and had no friends, I didn’t think it was right to leave you alone.”


    Fia took a deep breath, trying to regain herposure. However, she failed and threw the photos and


    labeled papers at Conrad.


    “But isn’t he dead? Why does this make me feel like she’s still alive and watching us from the


    shadows?!”


    Conrad pulled her into his arms and said forcefully. “Fia, please calm down, okay? We’ve had too many


    problems between us and have wasted too much time. We can’t allow ourselves to be swayed or


    doubt. each other because of someone else’s schemes!”


    Fia smelled the cold, woody scenting from him and took a deep breath, finally calming down.


    “Fine. I want to know who sent this before the night ends.”


    Then, she broke away from his embrace and sat at the desk, holding a pen and staring at a nk piece


    of paper, but her mind was in disarray. She couldn’t simply calm down when something unpleasant


    happened and used drawing to turn her mood around.


    Being in the line of creative work, it was easy to be influenced by emotions. Carelessness could lead to


    a


    creative block.


    At this moment, Fia was unsure if she should mock or praise herself. Despite feeling upset and


    frustrated, she could think calmly about her next steps beyond drawing. Perhaps she should pursue


    another profession that she enjoyed!


    That way, even if she couldn’t produce designs in the future, she could still rely on another stable


    upation.


    Conrad stormed out of the office with a dark look on his face and called for Ss to investigate the


    delivery. Tiger stood by and approached him once Ss left to do his bidding.


    “Sir, could it be possible that the woman isn’t dead?” Tiger asked.


    Conrad suddenly turned to Tiger and said, “If so, why was the DNA test we conducted before correct?”


    Tiger lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment. “If someone on the inside switched the samples


    beforehand, it would be possible.”


    “Who would’ve done that? That person must be a scapegoat!” Britney’s face shed in Conrad’s mind


    just as he finished speaking.