Elijah was awakened by two crisp bird calls at 9 pm. Enduring the pain in his back, he forced himself to stand up from the floor.


    There was important business to attend to that night, and he had to stay alert.


    Holding onto the railing, Elijah returned to his room and headed straight for the bathroom, turning on the shower to its hottest


    setting as he needed to wash away the blood on his shirt. After spending six hours unconscious with the blood and shirt fabric


    sticking together, attempting to change clothes would be like peeling off ayer of skin. Only hot water could swiftly remove the


    shirt.


    However, the hot water pouring over the wounds on his back felt like a second round of torture, as if millions of needles were


    piercing, through. Elijah trembled in pain. Despite the intense physical difort, the scalding water gradually cleared his mind,


    After a few minutes of showering, he changed into a fresh set of clothes. Turning off the lights, Elijah utilized the limited visibility


    in the bodyguards‘ hidden spots, pretending toy on the bed as if sleeping. Silently, he stuffed the extra bedding, he had


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    Then, Elijah quietly rolled to the other side of the bed, and shivers spread through his entire body when his back touched the


    ground, causing dizziness. After taking a two-minute break, he quietly exited through the slightly ajar door, going to the room on


    the other side that was in the bodyguards’ blind spot. Later, he descended to the first floor through the pipes conveniently located


    next to the window.


    This position happened to be near the back door.


    Hearing the subtle movements, Lionel came out and reported in a hushed voice.


    “Mr. Freeman, the Nicholls family had one missing heiress six years ago, but that girl was found three years ago, and we have


    her photo from online records. She definitely isn’t Ms. Sheena. Apart from that, there’s no one else with a timeline that fits Ms.


    Sheena’s.”


    As Elijah listened to the report, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.


    Lionel continued, “But during my prison visit, | learned Ms. Sheena flew to Luivine to bring back a doctor to treat Hannah, |


    coborated with all my subordinates in the investigation and found that the doctor she sought was Noah Lawson.”


    Noah Lawson?


    Elijah was stunned.


    Noah held a prominent status in the medical field. Rumors portrayed him as a reclusive, arrogant, and quiet figure, a medical


    genius with no apparent rtionships with women. Yet, Sheena somehow managed to persuade such a person?


    All of Albert''s sons seemed to have inexplicable connections with Sheena, going to great lengths to assist her!


    The Zimmer family, seemingly distant rtives of the Lawson family, basked in the glow of their association, confidently


    disying their prowess in Farlem,


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    Sheena’s ties with the Lawson family appearedplex.


    Could she also be affiliated with the Lawson family?


    Elijah’s expression grew increasingly stern. “Investigate the Lawson family! Whether they''re. direct descendants or distant


    rtives, anyone with a timeline matching Sheena’s must be reported!”


    Lionel hesitated before continuing, “Mr. Freeman, do you remember six years ago, when Albert’s youngest daughter...”


    Beep, beep-


    Lionel’s sentence was cut short as headlights suddenly shed.


    Sheena had returned!


    Why would shee back at this unexpected hour?


    “Mr. Freeman, be careful on your way back. Take care! I''ll thoroughly investigate this!” Lionel expressed concern, ncing at


    Elijah before swiftly disappearing into the darkness.


    Elijah was amazed at how fast Lionel fled the scene. Then, he immediately turned around, intending to enter through the main


    door connecting the garden and the living room. However, Sheena had already exited the car, and with lights illuminating the


    garden, he would undoubtedly be exposed.


    Without other options, Elijah reluctantly eyed the pipe he had descended from earlier—it was the only way.


    Ignoring the pain in his back, he immediately began climbing up.


    Meanwhile, Sheena walked into the mansion through the garden, questioning Sawyer. “Has he been behaving these past few


    days?”


    Sawyer replied, “Mr. Freeman wanted to go out twice but after we refused, he hasn''t asked again. He’s already in bed asleep


    now.


    Sheena frowned as she looked at the time.


    It was only 9.30 p.m. Why was he in bed so early?


    “| don''t believe it!”