Chapter 367


    Esther never expected the unfamiliar man before her to have a wife who was herpatriot. She also


    never imagined the wife would know about the reward Bradley had posted, even though she was


    abroad.


    “Yes, I’m Esther Quill”


    Howard Redding took a deep breath and said, “I’ll go check the files. Please wait here.”


    “Sure, thank you.”


    Howard secretly took a photo of Esther with his phone and sent it to his wife. Then he returned with a


    thick stack of medical records and hurried up to Esther. He told her calmly, These are Pixie’s records.


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    She was severely frightened when she was brought in and suffered from mutism for a while. Take a


    look first.”


    Esther flipped through the records one page after another, her frown growing deeper with each page.


    Felix and Sunshine also gathered around to read the medical records with Esther.


    Benz did not disturb Esther but approached Howard and asked softly, “Sir, do you know where Pixie is


    now?”


    “Sir, no child should suffer. Being alone and helpless, she’s most likely at the church now.''” Howard


    then hinted, “Orphans who are sent to the church and wish to return to their biological parents must first


    undergo a DNA test and a 100-day observation period. This is to ensure that both parties can live in


    harmony. Only after this period can the child be officially returned to you.


    “Thank you, I understand.”


    Esther turned to thest page of the medical records. It was written that the orphaned Pixie had been


    sent to Maria Church.


    “Thank you, sir,” Esther thanked Howard sincerely.


    Howard thought about the reward that was about to be his. Instead of showing any agitation, he


    answered gleefully, “You’re wee.”


    Esther’s urgency prevented her from noticing the man’s hidden intentions.


    They rushed to Maria Church.


    Esther exposed her whereabouts by using her real passport.


    Bradley, who was busy at the Warner Group, received the photo instantly. He looked at the picture of


    Esther and gnashed his teeth with hatred.


    ‘Esther, you’re something!’ he thought. ‘Don’t think you can do whatever you want with the support of


    the Quills! One day, you’lle back to me obediently.”


    Bradley then made a call.


    “Hello… who is it?”


    “It’s Bradley Warner.” Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Bradley looked at the


    distant skyline and asked in a dark tone, “Are you sure the person in the photo is my wife, Esther


    Quill?”


    “Mr. Warner, even though Mrs. Warner changed her appearance, she presented Esther Quill’s


    passport. She’s your wife, so you should be able to recognize her,” the person on the other end of the


    line replied.


    Bradley indeed recognized Esther.


    If Esther and the maid hadn’t exchanged identities and escaped thatst time, he wouldn’t have


    realized her talent for creating such convincing disguises.


    In the photo, Esther wore ck overalls with one strap casually hanging. Her wavy, long hair covered


    half of her gorgeous face. Despite only seeing half of her face, Bradley could still recognize her


    instantly.