Chapter 1537


    The woman stood still, her body tense. Her golden mask, a true work of art adorned with gemstones,


    concealed the upper part of her face, revealing only her lips and chin. It was more than just a mask—it


    was a masterpiece.


    Elijah’s expression darkened as he whispered to his subordinate, “After all this searching, you bring me


    this?!”


    The subordinate stammered nervously, “S-Sir, we hired the best private investigators in Centrolis and


    followed your leads. This is the result.”


    The subordinate handed over some documents to Elijah, who flipped through them with mixed


    emotions. Theycked a photograph of the woman and contained only a brief life history.


    Sasha Harding had spent her life in Southeast Aciatic, frequenting entertainment establishments and


    having strong ties to the criminal underworld there. Most notably, her mother was none other than the


    infamous Madame Krys, a human trafficker.


    “You’re Sasha Harding?” Elijah’s eyes narrowed. “Is your mother Krystal Harding?”


    “That’s correct,” Sasha replied, her voice cool and slightly hoarse, hinting at a life marked by hardship.


    “Your throat…”


    “It’s not in great shape. Three years ago, I was in an ident that damaged my appearance and vocal


    cords. My mother made this mask for me, and I’ve worn it ever since.”


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    Sasha touched the emerald on the mask, a genuine one at that.


    Elijah and Kasey were ustomed to fine things and could tell it was authentic. Such a mask wouldn’t


    come cheap, indicating Krystal’s affection for her daughter.


    “If you doubt my identity, look at this,” Sasha said, producing a pocket watch.


    Elijah’s expression changed instantly. He recognized it as his father’s possession. The pocket watch


    came in a pair, and one was his father’s favorite.


    Kasey’s hands trembled as she opened it to reveal a photo of Elijah’s father and Krystal.


    “That woman is my mother, Krystal,” Sasha stated coldly. “And the man in the picture? You’re familiar


    with him, aren’t you?”


    Elijah and Kasey exchanged a knowing nce.


    The pocket watch was genuine, and the photo appeared untouched. Additionally, Elijah had discovered


    information about Krystal when he explored his father’s study during the investigation’s early stages.


    Elijah clenched his fists, his brows furrowing deeply. After a moment, he muttered, “One pocket watch


    isn’t enough to trust youpletely.”


    “What?”


    “At the very least, we should confirm with a DNA test.”


    Sasha sneered. “So, even family ties can be doubted. I thought you were my only family.”


    “Words alone can’t decide if we’re family or not,” Elijah said firmly. “Science can provide the answer.”


    “Fine.” Sasha’s eyes turned icy. “If you don’t trust me that much, I see no reason to stay here. Mr.


    Chriss, it was your team who found, interrogated, and dragged me to Centrolis. I’ve yearned to find my


    family for years. But if you doubt me, I’d rather return to Southeast Aciatic and live on my own terms!”


    “What are you saying?” Kasey’s emotions surged. “You want to leave?”


    Sasha looked at her and emphasized each word. “I won’t object to a DNA test. If we do it, however, I


    won’t undergo any bone marrowpatibility tests. Think carefully about it.”